So, how did you get into stalking?

Thank you. I have been fortunate in life, and I am eternally grateful to all those that helped me along the way. But I am a great believer in making your own luck too. May be if this pandemic carries on it will give me more time to think about putting pen to paper? I hope not for all our sakes.
Get it done, would be an interesting read! Id buy a copy
 
Started off with a Webley and Scott 177 air rifle when I was @ 6 just plinking on the farm, 7th birthday got a brand new one for shooting the feral pigeons around the barns, still remember the excitement of opening that on the day. Learnt to snare rabbits and foxes at the same time, anything edible that i shot/snared was turned into tea, had several terriers and a Saluki by the time i was 10, used to love digging the foxes out with them. Got my 1st shotgun at xmas after my 10th b/day, little 410 sxs, shot a lot of woodies coming in to roost with that gun, as well as squirrels and corvids. graduated to a 12 bore on my 12th b/day, single barrel Baikal, shot my 1st ducks, geese and pheasants with it as well as a fair few foxes. Got to say though my favourite thing was ratting with the terriers and smoke blower. At 13 shot my 1st deer a Fallow that had escaped from Tatton park with several others and made there way to our farm @ mile away, big mistake. This was with my old mans 270 he bought from Proctors of Wilmslow down the road from us. Using open sights at what must have seemed miles but was probably just 70 or 80 yards away. Used to do a lot of pest control on nearby farms at the time as well, eventually lost the farm to sprawling mass that is M/cr airport. Still did a bit around the other farms but became harder and harder due to work commitments and more interesting things like girls. Gave up my certs in 89, then settled down and had kids, after a break of 20 or so years, the kids were older i decided to get back into shooting. Joined the Cheshire shooting syndicate and got my Fac again as well, 3 centre fires allowed on 1st re application under Gmp, can't be bad and only took 5 days start to finish. Unfortunately had the daft mentoring on it but a big thanks to Frenchieboy (Pete) off here it all got sorted quite quickly, i have also now done mentoring for a few people too, currently doing it for 2 at the moment. 1st stalk i did afterwards was with Colin, Solway stalker off here, bagged 2 deer in 1 morning and the rest is history as they say. Also just want to say probably the most genuine/helpful people i have met have been through shooting, you know who you are.

scoby270.
 
Just been told I’m to help colour the wife’s hair lol .

My wife gave me a 'buzz cut' yesterday - not unusual in our house.

As a result of her hairdresser not being able to attend her monthly home appointment: I had to mix some dreadful dye and peroxide gloop to a 'recipe' dropped off (from 2m away) by her hairdresser and then rub it into her head (my wife's not the hairdresser's).

Now that was a first.

My haircut- absolutely standard.
Her 'hair experience' ….something a wee bit more emotional.
 
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My wife’s a hairdresser lol .Ive just pasted her head with some sort of concoction that contained ammonia 🤮. Apparently there’s no need to paste the forehead or ears 🤯
I trimmed it yesterday amid much cussing and ,”why can’t you just do as I say .”
Again ,apparently you don’t cut below fingers when gathering hair .😤
My own went several years ago so more of a high shave these days .
 
Like most people started off with an air rifle,then moved on to a 22rf. Got a BSA snipe 12 bore for my 11th birthday and then moved on to a pump action Winchester 12 bore.

As has been previously mentioned these were different days ( I am 53 now). I was lucky that my Dad was Curator of Lowther Wildlife Park and I had lots of opportunity to shoot rabbits and crows etc when I was a kid.

I was also very fortunate to see animals really close up like Wolves,Wild Boar, Otters etc and of course Red,Sika , Fallow and Chinese Water Deer. I used to really enjoy going beating on Lowther pheasant shoot.
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Rifle wise I went from 243 to 308/300WM and 30-06 - just got the 308 and 30-06 now though.

1st photo is of me and my Dad on my first stalking outing -1971 from memory.

2nd one is where my obsession with Land Rovers and guns started!!
 
Not sure if I should put all this down on an open forum? Still I have nothing to hide.
Started at about 6 years old and managed to lay my hands on an old 177 air rifle. My parents had just bought a new bungalow and all the surrounding area was a play ground for me. Catching voles, frogs, lizards, I collected anything to do with natural history.

Moving on I started work at the Powell -Cotton Museum of Africa and Asian big game, and was taught Taxidermy by the then Curator Lester Barton, he was the only second curator to ever run the museum. I then started a game shoot on the estate, rearing and releasing all my own birds, also ran a duck shoot nearby. It was also about this time I started my own business and booked clients to shoot and stalk deer. The shoot was a 12 gun syndicate, 6 working, 6 paying.

In 1986 I made my first trip to Scotland, way up past Inverness. We had a 25,000 acre lease, with Roe and a few Reds. But with Ptarmigan, Red Grouse and Black Grouse. Most of it covered Ben Wyvis which is a munroe.

1990 I went to Africa for the first time, most fortunately through a good American friend who joined me stalking in Scotland. Botswana was open then and it was a 10 day hunt. Progressed to meet 2 other PH's and got them clients and eventually did Zimbabwe, Zululand, Transval and the Cape. By the time I was 45 I had shot both Elephant and Buff in the same week on the same trip in Zimbabwe.

In the meantime I managed to take on a 13,000 acre lease called Forest Farm, now called Croik Estate in Scotland, I had this for nearly 10 years, it was then sold. So I moved next door to Amat Estate and had this up until quite recently, its now all fenced off, so I left. I still have two other areas I stalk, and a lot of friends up that way who I also stalk on their grounds. One man I have known for over 25 years, now his son is managing the same estate near Rosehall. I still have access and stalk over 40,000 acres for both Red and Sika.

In between times I was asked to help out with the annual Red cull on Asynt Estate near Lochinver. Spent 2 years on Reds and helping the foundation out. It is about 44,000 acres and no roads in it at the time. The annual cull was 200 head. We achieved just beneath that over 2 years. I had a team of 8 other stalkers helping me out. In the meantime I was still running trips. Bill Ritchie and Alister McKaskill were the main players of the foundation. I think Alister has now passed on, but he used to run the butchers shop in Lochinver.

I left the museum after becoming the director and some 30 odd years service. The family died off, the last one being Major Powell Cottons son, who won the MC and was a great man to work for. Unfortunatley the whole estate is under reconstruction and those in charge are not the same people and really have no care in my opinion. I achieved a lot of work there and been involved with various institutions across the world in DNA projects, such as the Giant Sable, Quagga, Schimiter Horned Oryx, Abyssinian Wolf to name but a few.

I moved off the estate where the museum is based, carried on with my outfitting business, have all 6 species on my own areas, have a partner who stalks and cooks for all the guides and does all my books, and she also drives an 1100cc trike.

Bought this site along with JAYB some 15 or so years ago, as it was about to collapse. I am grateful for everyday, have met some fantastic people and had some great adventures, which one day I shall have to put pen to paper about. Sandra is always telling me I should write a book. But I am sure there are plenty of others, some on here like Boggy who also have just as many great stories to tell.

Keep safe everyone, keep well.
Now will never be a better time to crack-on with that book.

Much respect for your foresight and application in securing a career in what you love.

K
 
Well I was first taken duck shooting aged about 10days old. I was born in Zomba Hospital in Malawi, delivered by a British Army Doctor who happened to be on a Rugby Tour playing Rugby against my Pa. This was the late 1960’s. Pa was born and raised in Zambia and is water supply / irrigation specialist. He was working around Lake Chilwa helping the locals putting in an irrigation scheme.

Friday evenings was throw a crate of beer in the landrover and off duck shooting on the lake shores to get fresh meat. I had given my mother a hard time so she was still recovering, my Pa was looking after me - and it was Friday evening, Pa’s friends arrived to go duckshooting, he had the landrover and dog so i was taken in my basket with a bottle and there are photos of me on this trip.

My first memories of hunting are aged about 3

1) Barry Duckworth staying with us. We were then in Rhodesia and Pa was developing irrigation in the Low Veldt. Sadly to call in National Parks to clear out elephants. And Barry Duckworth was Ranger running the cull. I remember him showing me his elephant rifle and telling me that I needed to grow a bit before coming along. Pa did go on a couple of elephant culls, and ever since he has never been able to shoot animals, only birds.

2) trotting behind my father through the bush shooting guinea fowl and francolin on friends farms. Then driving home curled up on the bench seat of a Renault 4 or Landrover between our black lab and Pa.

3) going into my parents bedroom to find a young greysbok curled up in the dogs bed. It had fallen into the bottom of one the canals on the scheme - thankfully it was dry. But its mother didn’t return to it. So Pa brought it home and we reared it on a bottle. It was doing well for several weeks but then disappeared.

So hunting and wildlife has been in the blood since birth.
 
My father was a farm manager in Warwickshire. He was a very keen shotgunner, ferreter and snarer of rabbits and foxes. Some of my earliest memories are of accompanying him in the field. He also has a Webley .22 air rifle that I started shooting when I was 6. At 8 I was given a Dianna mod 22 my first proper air rifle. Nothing was safe now. By the time I was 10 I was allowed to shoot sitting rabbits with my Dad's 16 bore when we were out shooting. When I was about 12 my Dad had shot a Mallard that had dropped into the river. He handed me his 16 bore and said that he was going to get the duck and if anything came into range to have a go. I nailed 2 so was then given a go regularly after that. In my early teens I managed to get hold of a BSA airsporter and a Webley Mk 3, the most powerful air rifles available. I owned that airsporter for years and learnt how to stalk rabbits and pigeons by simply moving very slowly towards them while in full view. I was given a AYA single barrel hammered 12 bore for Christmas when I was 15. Then I properly learnt how to hit moving targets so running rabbits and pigeons were my main quarry. This format continued until I left home to go to agricultural college. I was then only able to shoot when on holiday. My first job took me to a farm in Kent and my shooting was limited to the occasional rabbit in the garden. I tried to get some vermin control and some beating on the farm's pheasant shoot but the keeper was in charge of all vermin control and beaters and only his cronies got a look in. I moved on and took a management job back in Warwickshire. Now things changed for the better. I was able to shoot on the farm and got myself a 22lr to reduce the large rabbit population and lamp foxes. While out foxing I started to see muntjac and the occasional roe. Shortly after starting this job the owners bought another farm and asked me to manage it. I quickly got to know neighbouring farmers who were keen for me to control their foxes so I researched centrefire rifles and at the age of 26 got myself a .222. I thought I had myself a canon! Shortly after that a muntjac offered itself one early morning and I was hooked. Bought myself a 243 and started leaning how and when to stalk deer. After 10 years in that job I moved to a new job in Herefordshire and have been here ever since. Fallow stalking and foxing have been my main hobby for the last 30+ years and still are. I acquired a 270 shortly after coming to Herefordshire and about 15 years ago I bought a 6.5 x 55. Muntjac followed me here and they have also offered me great sport over the last 10 years. I also discovered wild boar in the Forest of Dean so got myself an 8mm for the occasional outing. I've met some great people in my shooting life especially here in Herefordshire. I intend to continue stalking and shooting for as long as my eyes and legs will let me.
 
There was no history of shooting or fieldsports in my family but when I was 8 or 9 I discovered the delights of stalking up close to rabbits in the local fields. A friends Dad had a Webley Mk3 air rifle and a Webley Senior air pistol that I thought were really cool. It took me a few years of nagging my parents to let me have an air rifle of my own, but eventually they relented and said I could have one if I saved up!! So after a lot of scrimping and scraping I eventually mounted up enough money from doing odd jobs, pocket money, missing school dinners so I could pocket the cash etc I had saved enough for my first rifle. I went into Fawcetts in Lancaster with a sports bag containing my "fortune" and paid for a Webley Omega, predominantly in loose change! That was where the rot set in and it was downhill from there and I would shoot hundreds of pellets per week at tin cans, steel targets and rabbits and pigeons in the garden and on local farms! The pestering for the airgun gave way to pestering for a shotgun following a try at clay shooting at the CLA Game Fair at Chatsworth, and to my amazement one day when I asked if I could get a .410 I got the answer "no you cant..... but you can get a 12 bore!!" I was speechless!! So much more scrimping and saving was undertaken and from there I got a 12 bore Zoli O/U, then a Lanber Sporter and eventually chopped both of those in for a Beretta 687 that I still own to this day.
Around the ages of 16-17 I was a pretty decent shot with the shotguns but was aware that there were some pricked birds and rabbits that made me feel uncomfortable so I applied for an FAC and bought a BRNO 22 bolt action. It was a great gun that bagged me plenty of rabbits but it was a bit long with a mod on so I swapped it for a Ruger 77/22 that was shorter with a nifty 10 shot rotary mag. This has been a great gun and would shoot inch groups at 100 yards with some regularity. When I was 18 I bought a 308 Remington 700 ADL and booked a stalk with BASC at Kershope forest. I shot 2 roe that day and was absolutely hooked. Since then I have shot most things from pump and semi auto shotguns, pistols (22 S&W Mod 41, Glock 17 and a .357 S&W 686whilst they were legal) and have owned a sucession of centrefire rifles including 17 Remington, .222, 22/250, 22/250 Ackley 6.5x47 Lapua, 7mm Rem Mag, .308 and recently .338 Lapua. These days I stalk deer 1-2 days per week and shoot steel targets out to silly distances in the summer. This last year I took up PRS shooting and find that to be a fantastic way to improve marksmanship whilst stalking. Hopefully we will be able to resume the stalking and PRS later this year as Ive just taken delivery of a new PRS rifle from Ronin that is languishing scoped but unfired in the cabinet! So I am now 34 years after my first air rifle was bought and I have a 17 yo son who is MAD keen, has his FAC, DSC 1 etc and a daughter who is interested in target shooting (so long as the weather is nice). Hopefully they will keep going and have as much fun from shooting as I have had.
 
There has been a lot of shooting in my family for at least 3 generations, mainly fowling and game. My father and grandfather used to do a little stalking, but not much. It’s fair to say I was captivated by air rifles and obsessed over copies of air gunner as a child, I was out with my sportsmarketing B2 and 4x20 as often as possible. This gave way to a BSA supersport and I was off to the races! Throughout my teens I shot a lot of game with my dad until after Uni I got my FAC and a .17hmr, quickly rolling into a 223 and then a 308, a old Ruger VT. My first outing was with a greatly respected local stalker, I stalked with him fairly regularly over 15 or so years and I cherish the memories greatly. I got a red hind and a roe doe and I was obsessed from then on! I’m now out a few times a week stalking, run a syndicate shoot, do lots of fowling and vermin, it’s fair to say it’s in the blood.
 
Me, started as a young bird watcher. Got to keep some birds, geese, ducks, pigeons, hens and ornamental pheasants. Had problems with rats, got intouch with the local keeper. He introduced me to trapping and beating. Got a place on an estate through the YOP. The estate had a guy in to control the deer, it fascinated me. I went to see him every dinner time. Decided to move from pheasant keepering to deer stalking. Got a chance of six months work with the late Ronnie Rose, stayed for years. Moved on after EFG sadly merged with Tilhill. Wether the next move was a good one or not I’m still not sure after 18 years. This will be me until I retire though, family is settled
 
Me, started as a young bird watcher. Got to keep some birds, geese, ducks, pigeons, hens and ornamental pheasants. Had problems with rats, got intouch with the local keeper. He introduced me to trapping and beating. Got a place on an estate through the YOP. The estate had a guy in to control the deer, it fascinated me. I went to see him every dinner time. Decided to move from pheasant keepering to deer stalking. Got a chance of six months work with the late Ronnie Rose, stayed for years. Moved on after EFG sadly merged with Tilhill. Wether the next move was a good one or not I’m still not sure after 18 years. This will be me until I retire though, family is settled

A great lad and good friend Ronnie. Knew a few of his lads. The late Peter Kirk being a friend, Tom Potts, Nigel Yates etc,etc. All good guys. Miss Ronnie and Ken McArthur, old school lads.
 
Worked with Pete, then met up again when I moved over to the West Coast. Met up with Nigel and Tom at meetings. Last I heard of Tom he was in the US or Canada. Nigel must be retired by now. I have countless memories of Ronnie, one man I’ll never forget. Owe him so much for everything he taught and shared with me
 
Some great stories on this thread!

For my part, I started snaring and ferreting rabbits when I was 12 or so. None of my family have ever been involved in country sports, so it was a hell of a learning curve for me. I think I got my first air rifle when I was 13, and moved onto stalking rabbits and woodies (with open sights, too :lol:) I got my first shotgun at 17, and by then had a fair few friends from school who were from farming families so managed a fair amount of rough shooting around the Scottish Borders. I had to take a break when I joined-up, but got back into shooting about 20 years ago. 8 years ago I decided I quite fancied this deerstalking lark, and applied for my FAC.I now shoot .22lr, .223, and my beloved .270.

I look back on my ferreting and snaring days with huge affection, but strangely I don't miss pheasant shooting in the slightest. My only regret at giving it up was losing the opportunity to watch my dog work.
 
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Got to say I enjoy reading all these tales, but as the question was about stalking and not fieldsports etc, I only stated how I started stalking., by that time I had already practiced a lot of other fieldsports.
 
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