A year gone........

One year has passed with out Lily, however I try to write about this gorgeous basset nothing seems good enough.

For such a short space of time Lily will have a life time of thoughts.

Adult Vixen

This adult vixen was shot on the field above the railway bank from a rough guess of 200 yards or slightly less (Stephen's guess). I missed another later in the night shooting from the sticks which was a let down, although we now know exactly where their den is so we will let them settle for a couple of weeks before we try an ambush.

First day of season

Well the first day of the new season is only a few hours away. It is going to be a walked up stroke boundary day to avoid the main drives which will provide plenty of exercise for guns and beaters alike.
It will be good to get going though and to see if our hard work during the last six months will provide us with good sporting birds and a good supply of.
Fingers crossed that tomorrow goes smoothly to plan with all of the syndicate getting a shot or two.

At Last!

It has been an age since the last fox was decked on the farm. Thankfully on Tuesday night a vixen was spotted on the river field and thus dispatched after a few minutes later by the game strip cover.

As the picture shows the shot placement was good and it was probably dead before it knew what was happening.

Other reynards were lamped with two in an unsafe position to shoot at plus another that was sitting nicely at a distance which under the red lamp was difficult to be sure that it was a fox. That was until it got up and disappeared up the bank.

Scum!

This hare was found on Saturday morning near the clump of tree's on the shoot. It was in a very sorry state but still alive, just. Not having a suitable rifle to do the right thing I took it off to the local vets who put it to sleep.

Yes I could of found a decent stick or pulled it's neck but the chap had suffered enough due to the scum that let it's running dogs do the damage.

By all accounts it had probably suffered for two days and I took pity for it's condition.

Contrary to popular belief outside the shooting world we do have a heart!

Where no heart is found is for those bastard travelling twats that think they can go where ever they like to entertain their thieving minds....