Well rolf weighed in perfect this morning, so in the car,collected a mate and then headed to a farm i hadnt hunted in a bit. we knew it was going to be windy, and this farm had some thick hedges, i knew if they bolted the right side, rolf would get a fair chance at them. so finally arrived, got out of the car, even opening the bloody door was difficult. it wasnt windy, it was a bloody gale! at least at this farm, and my nearest woodland farm was a further 30 miles away, i was thinking about it, but thought of a few hills that i knew held a few rabbits, and if the wind was the right way, we may