As with any hunting morning it starts off well before day break with a bowl of porrage and a quick slurp of coffee, then it's northbound to meet my hunting partner. Once all the relevant equipment is loaded into the van off we go, whilst meandering through the country lanes as dawn broke we watched 2 barn owls, 1 hunting the other being mobbed by a couple of crows. Once at our chosen destination we collared the ferrets up,got our gear together, including my mates best friend in his pocket we hadn't gone far when the farmer caught us up the quad on his way to check on some stock, he said there