I got the shakes!!
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Im getting better but had this around this time last year. Sat watching a grass bank hoping the fallow would come out about 150 yards away. Sat up for a stretch (me that is) and looked to my right and there was a big fallow buck 30 yards away...heart was really pounding as I managed to get the rifle on my knees and drop him on the spot 
Nice to have that rush in some ways but from a shooting perspective adrenaline does nothing for composure.
Nice to have that rush in some ways but from a shooting perspective adrenaline does nothing for composure.Mountain Bug
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With St. Hubert's blessing, I hope to have it soon.
Scott
Scott
Yes. It's lovely.
But occasionally I stray over the border into England. Nerve wracking!
Ha ha!You must give more notice Tim that way the barrier can be lifted
Right now I'm closer to you than I am to home. Much closer. So your barrier clearly wasn't very well manned today!
Thames Barrier)
Could've been the M6 Toll barrier. That's pretty piratical these days.
(I admit it's many years since I sailed up the Thames, but I have done it!)
I still get it on occasion. It usually comes completely out of the blue, for me. And it happens with does just as often as bucks. I have no explanation experience why it happens, or any advice that would help prevent it. I do know though, that if I knew I'd never experience that feeling again it'd be the end of stalking for me
Essexsussex
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Got it just last Sunday.
A fallow buck of decent proportions crashed through about 15 yards from my high seat and proceeded to wander towards it.
I couldn’t move my head to see him but I knew he was a big-ish fellow, could just see the unwieldy rack in my peripheral vision.
His natural route would have been under my feet, literally under my feet. When I put the high seat on a well used walkway on a field boundary I envisaged the deer coming the other way giving me time and distance to shoot them.
He knew something was up but I don’t think he saw me. Over the fence he hopped instead of coming under my feet, ran into the middle of the field.
All a fluster getting him in the scope picture (it’s a digital one, gathering the picture seems to be pretty time consuming compared to glass), there he was quartering away and looking back at a mere 80-100m. Bang and with a 243 behind the shoulder and through the top of the heart, down he went after a short run.
He must have just started covering himself in **** ready for the ladies as he didn’t smell as bad or look as minging as he could have done. Lots of fat too.
I think the fever was because I’d seen him so close and had no idea how I’d get a shot away.
Fortunately I had a 60kg drag to calm down…
A fallow buck of decent proportions crashed through about 15 yards from my high seat and proceeded to wander towards it.
I couldn’t move my head to see him but I knew he was a big-ish fellow, could just see the unwieldy rack in my peripheral vision.
His natural route would have been under my feet, literally under my feet. When I put the high seat on a well used walkway on a field boundary I envisaged the deer coming the other way giving me time and distance to shoot them.
He knew something was up but I don’t think he saw me. Over the fence he hopped instead of coming under my feet, ran into the middle of the field.
All a fluster getting him in the scope picture (it’s a digital one, gathering the picture seems to be pretty time consuming compared to glass), there he was quartering away and looking back at a mere 80-100m. Bang and with a 243 behind the shoulder and through the top of the heart, down he went after a short run.
He must have just started covering himself in **** ready for the ladies as he didn’t smell as bad or look as minging as he could have done. Lots of fat too.
I think the fever was because I’d seen him so close and had no idea how I’d get a shot away.
Fortunately I had a 60kg drag to calm down…
This. A fox appeared around the corner and charged at me and for a moment I had no idea what to do. Then I shot and missed at 60 yds… On deer I still find my heart in my mouth and have to breath deeply - I learned the hard way that snap shots are likely to end up with a poorly placed shot. Deer that appear beneath a high seat before I’m ready for them are just rude!
John Gryphon
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I get excited with any dear old or young.
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