We (me and my uncle) seen it at about 150 yards across the heathered hill top but couldnt get a proper shot because of the position of it and the lay of the ground.
The wind was at an akward angle behind us, and he must of got our scent because he became weary and unsure and as I crawled forward on my belly to get into a shootable position, he started to run.
My heart sunk as I watched him through the scope, until I noticed he seemed to be doing a complete circle and was heading towards us...I couldnt belive it, he was starting to slow down to a stop and he did.
I knew I only had a split