Hello all, my son is 14 at the moment. since lock down he has not been quite right, he is always really tired and has a complete lack of energy. it’s impossible to wake him up for anything, school, holidays, shooting, beating, you name it and here misses out on all the things he loves to do. He was finally diagnosed last June with Myalgic encephalomyelitis (M.E) and Chronic fatigue syndrome (C.F.S). It’s been really hard on him, just for him to get his head round it and understand it. Some times he’s up all night because he cant fall asleep, he goes a bit nocturnal. The 10 year old cocker spaniel can sense there is something wrong as he is obsessed with guarding him when he does final fall asleep.
Saturday night I get the kit ready as I was going to go out and have a stalk early Sunday morning for a roe buck or a muntjac. The freezer was empty and Finley loves venison burgers and steak. I never set an alarm to wake up, the dog woke me at 430am because Finley had managed to shut him out of his bedroom. I poke my head into the boys room, “alright mate, you been up all night?” Yeah, can you get me a cup of tea.
Ok, I’m going stalking do you want to come?. No I don’t feel like it.
I get to my ground about 5am ( only 1.5 miles drive) I stalk up through the woods but the vegetation has shot up making seeing and shooting really hard. I climb up into a high seat.
let think’s settle for a bit, then I spot a single roe cross the ride at the far end. To quick to get a good look at it, to even sex it. 15 minutes later a roe buck appears from the left hand side and feeds down towards me. Rifle comes up, buck is very kind and present a perfect broadside shot.
Bang,flop. Unload, climb down, gralloch, back to the home for tea and medals.
I get him hanging in the fridge in the man cave, then go and find Finley and give him the good news. “Let’s have a look then” he then gives me his seal of approval as we have more venison again.
I then ask him if he fancies doing some clay shooting today and bribe him with the idea of a lovely bacon roll. He surprises me with a yes can do.
We both get ready and sneak out of the house before we wake up the mrs/mum. We pick up a friend on route and head to a clay ground none of us had been to before. Partake in a cup of tea and said bacon roll. The three of us then walk round and shoot a nice round of sporting clays. Finley shoot a brilliant 19/50, I was really proud of him, especially since I could see he was tidy but he battled on to do something he enjoyed and had fun and a good giggle.
Saturday night I get the kit ready as I was going to go out and have a stalk early Sunday morning for a roe buck or a muntjac. The freezer was empty and Finley loves venison burgers and steak. I never set an alarm to wake up, the dog woke me at 430am because Finley had managed to shut him out of his bedroom. I poke my head into the boys room, “alright mate, you been up all night?” Yeah, can you get me a cup of tea.
Ok, I’m going stalking do you want to come?. No I don’t feel like it.
I get to my ground about 5am ( only 1.5 miles drive) I stalk up through the woods but the vegetation has shot up making seeing and shooting really hard. I climb up into a high seat.
let think’s settle for a bit, then I spot a single roe cross the ride at the far end. To quick to get a good look at it, to even sex it. 15 minutes later a roe buck appears from the left hand side and feeds down towards me. Rifle comes up, buck is very kind and present a perfect broadside shot.
Bang,flop. Unload, climb down, gralloch, back to the home for tea and medals.
I get him hanging in the fridge in the man cave, then go and find Finley and give him the good news. “Let’s have a look then” he then gives me his seal of approval as we have more venison again.
I then ask him if he fancies doing some clay shooting today and bribe him with the idea of a lovely bacon roll. He surprises me with a yes can do.
We both get ready and sneak out of the house before we wake up the mrs/mum. We pick up a friend on route and head to a clay ground none of us had been to before. Partake in a cup of tea and said bacon roll. The three of us then walk round and shoot a nice round of sporting clays. Finley shoot a brilliant 19/50, I was really proud of him, especially since I could see he was tidy but he battled on to do something he enjoyed and had fun and a good giggle.
