I have many good memory's from being in the field , I had no friends that where into hunting growing up and I've spent most of my hunting mooching with me dad or more regularly on my own as He's slowing down a bit now. Thinking back all my good memory's of hunting mooching ferreting nesting as a kid was with my dad . The barn owl in the old barn , the spar in the local wood ,the kingfisher on the river ,the bully and greenie nest on the lane , listening for the cock goldie singing on his favourite branch as his hen builds . It was all my dad that taught or showed it me.there simple things bu