Two of us went out yesterday afternoon to have a look around to see what we could see and if possible to catch up with a pricket or two. Neither of us could spend too long as my young pal could not stay long and as my wife is not too well having undergone Chemo the day before.My pal having to be away early this morning to travel North to fish and write up an article for his magazine.
Bucks were not in evidence and mainly does and fawns showing. My pal had gone to check the valley whilst I stayed by a game crop letting my dog empty and have a sniff about. Back came Rob after another fruitless stalk but watching a big bunch of does feeding on regrowth. We stood talking when Rob suddenly stiffened and whispered "There's a Roebuck fifty yards away in the crop". Considering I had been mooching about for ten minutes this was amazing.
Checking it revealed a young perhaps two year old buck but deep in cover. After a few minutes the animal stepped out on the stubble accompanied by a kid. Another look and knowing that a good mature buck abides in that area I told Rob to take out this young buck if he got the chance. Eventually he managed to take the shot with his man bun gun and a good backstop and the buck leaped vertically and proceeded to run into the rough game cover followed by the kid.
A few minutes later we and my little monster teckel went to locate it. The deer scent in the area was frustrating and we couldn't find a blood trail. Whilst I stayed in the cover Rob went to the shot strike area to look for blood and disturbed a Muntjac from the ditch and a Roe doe and kid jumped up and took off. After a couple of minutes the kid came back across the stubble and walked up to my motionless pal to within ten yards before making him out and taking off again.
By this time I was again checking the edge of the crop for any sign of blood. Suddenly the dogs nose went up and she pulled herself on to one of the runs in the really rough second year cover. A continuous pull took me thirty yards into the cover and there was the buck. Quite a large exit hole but no blood trail at all was unusual but I doubt we would have found it so quickly without the dog. The only difficuly was tryingto extract it with a teckel hanging on and adding weight. The only problem with my little monster is to get the little devil off when she lays hold of a deer by ear or throat. Into the truck and off to the gralloch tree to give the Kites, Buzzards and Badgers another feast. I don't generally shoot the Roe but this year a couple of young Roebucks can be taken now as we have three mature beasts on the estate. We delivered it in the skin to a good friend who loves Roe venison so all ended well being back home in a couple of hours. Still need a few young Fallow bucks for the cull but will be easy to do before the had work on the does
Bucks were not in evidence and mainly does and fawns showing. My pal had gone to check the valley whilst I stayed by a game crop letting my dog empty and have a sniff about. Back came Rob after another fruitless stalk but watching a big bunch of does feeding on regrowth. We stood talking when Rob suddenly stiffened and whispered "There's a Roebuck fifty yards away in the crop". Considering I had been mooching about for ten minutes this was amazing.
Checking it revealed a young perhaps two year old buck but deep in cover. After a few minutes the animal stepped out on the stubble accompanied by a kid. Another look and knowing that a good mature buck abides in that area I told Rob to take out this young buck if he got the chance. Eventually he managed to take the shot with his man bun gun and a good backstop and the buck leaped vertically and proceeded to run into the rough game cover followed by the kid.
A few minutes later we and my little monster teckel went to locate it. The deer scent in the area was frustrating and we couldn't find a blood trail. Whilst I stayed in the cover Rob went to the shot strike area to look for blood and disturbed a Muntjac from the ditch and a Roe doe and kid jumped up and took off. After a couple of minutes the kid came back across the stubble and walked up to my motionless pal to within ten yards before making him out and taking off again.
By this time I was again checking the edge of the crop for any sign of blood. Suddenly the dogs nose went up and she pulled herself on to one of the runs in the really rough second year cover. A continuous pull took me thirty yards into the cover and there was the buck. Quite a large exit hole but no blood trail at all was unusual but I doubt we would have found it so quickly without the dog. The only difficuly was tryingto extract it with a teckel hanging on and adding weight. The only problem with my little monster is to get the little devil off when she lays hold of a deer by ear or throat. Into the truck and off to the gralloch tree to give the Kites, Buzzards and Badgers another feast. I don't generally shoot the Roe but this year a couple of young Roebucks can be taken now as we have three mature beasts on the estate. We delivered it in the skin to a good friend who loves Roe venison so all ended well being back home in a couple of hours. Still need a few young Fallow bucks for the cull but will be easy to do before the had work on the does
