So,went for weekend at stalking grounds late in last years rut, had shot two stags the previous month at a my favourite part of forestry.back up there early morning for a look , plenty of signs about,wallows still being used, listen for whistling & nothing, not a sight of a deer, apart from a barking roe which must have spotted us. Long walk through rides & round edge of trees & nothing, disappointing to say the least. Morning over.
Time to decide the evenings plans,I decide to go & try ambush some deer that I know are coming off the hill, over the river to some grass,we see them when out foxing, always away at least an hour before daylight

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Off we head, still two hours of daylight, plenty time to get set up & glass the trees/ hill.sit for half hour before things start to move,4-500 yards away a few sika moving up the hill going straight away from us,
Bloody typical

They keep going till nearly at top of hill & I think what have I got to lose,give them three calls on the Nordic & one of the stags turns on his heels& has good look,another three calls couple minutes later sees him start trotting straight down the hill towards me, heart starts pumping, prob still 350 yards, give him two calls, don’t know why two??made them sound a bit weaker this time,off he heads again straight towards me till he reached a wide bank of birch & willows, out of sight 200 yards now, keep glassing & the dog starts a wee whimper, tell the boy in no uncertain terms to shut him up & bring the glasses down, he says”did you not see that”?
“See what” I say.”the sika stag that ran down past us”I had the glasses on the other one constantly & never seen, or heard it.the boy said he heard it’s hoofs while it ran past.cursing myself for not seeing it I give another two calls, two minutes later from down river, sika stag comes up through cover & stands facing me 50 yards away, not the same one boy says as this one has white tips to antlers,turning like a contortionist on sticks I eventually get him in crosshairs,ready for cramp & doing my back in I decide not to fire as I would probably have snatched with my position & better no deer than a wounded hardly get myself back into proper position when the original sika comes straight out trees & stops 30 yards out facing me, steady as a rock now,.270 130g SST in the neck
Down he goes, thumbs up to the boy & over river, quickly drag him back.decide now to go & stand up behind a whin bush, sticks ready & within a couple of minutes look up the river & two sika stags coming down side by side(one spiker).
Looking straight towards us & as said earlier in post
It’s amazing how they can pinpoint where the whistle comes from.may I add, I always wear gloves & a face veil regardless of heat, reckon it has got me a good few deer that would have been off seeing my hands/face.so bigger one gets in front & at about20 yards on opposite bank stops been following it all the way,safety off & slight squeeze on Jewell trigger & it drops to a side on beck shot, nearly falling into river. Open the bolt & put gun on ground, stand up & the spiker had ran about 15 yards & stopped, turned & faced me, waiting for his mate??i was very relaxed , picked rifle up, closed bolt, on sticks slowly, no face veil or gloves & this one was away?middle of neck & shot number three accounted for deer number three, what an exhilarating 10-15 minutes. Went & collected them as I wasn’t going to shoot any more, mibby I should have waited &seen if anymore had turned up.
That was 5 separate sika coming to the calls, I’m no expert but it worked for me this time & on various other occasions, also had many a time when it hasn’t worked.
Also the last deer face on in neck was still blinking when I reached it, tough tough creatures & gave my utmost respect & admiration. Love watching them as well as stalking/ambushing them.
Also went & cleared up some roe, with my mate accounting for another stag at different forestry
Hope you enjoy my long winded story, so Nordic call for me, but everybody to their own
Steve.