Crrrraaaakkkkkkkk.....................!

[JohnGalway 1,043]

"Ringring...ringring...."

 

".....where are you?"

 

"Huh, I'm home?"

 

"he's in jimmys now.... i'm looking right at him"

 

"I'm on my way"

 

"be quick, and be quiet"

 

"Click".

 

Great, now all I have to do is get the hunting wardrobe on, gun, bolt & ammo out of safe, connect battery, find water proofs, put all together and make it to the car without falling down the stairs

 

Two miles later...

 

"I just seen him, down in that sh1thole of a field", accurate description given it's basically a wet hole filled with furze, rushes, reeds, bracken, deep drains, and pretty much most other crap you can think of. Every year without fail we lose track of foxes in that place.

 

Rifle out of the car, backpack on, and down we go through the gate onto the rocky, furze covered hillocks. We lamp around a bit and see a whole lot of nothing. Caller on and a pair of golden eyes pop up behind a wall and start running towards us

 

Where the .... to lie down with this gun :confused: Pick a spot I'm only vaguely hopeful of and stamp down on some high grass to get it out of the way.

 

Fox in scope, "Raff!Raff!Raffff!", "Stop you sonofa...", PSSSHHH-T

 

That all happened quite quickly. I didn't think the fox was going to stop running, which can be a disadvantage of a running caller in bad ground. Ten more yards and she'd have been out of sight in the furze under the hillocks, wouldn't have been good as she could have popped up anywhere at all around us.

 

Lamped around another bit, John wasn't at all convinced that fox was the one gave him a tour of the area last night, thought it should be a lot darker in colour. Seen something far off down near the beach and we went to investigate.

 

After a bit John got called away. I decided to head off home too via our fox. Just one bit of bother, even though it's very local I don't usually bother with this bit of land. "The big drain is awful hard to cross." "Words, famous, last" - rearrange please

 

Of course I manage to get on the wrong side of the damn thing. Ankle deep in water in the bottom of the field looking for a quarter decent place to cross. I find it at a bend in the drain.

 

Easing one foot lower into it the bank starts slipping away, ah, back up here a second for a think. Few feet down stream is decent for my side, not great on the other side but there's a few fence stakes clear on the far side I can grab onto...

 

Jump.

 

Grab.

 

Crrrraaaaakkkk..............

 

"Backwards, why am I going backwards........"

 

You know what goes inside this :realmad: "................................. rotten stake!!!"

 

Anyway, with one wellie now waterlogged I find my vixen in a heap where she got shot. Nice fox, youngish. I think something under 150 yards, never ranged it as it started tanking it down with rain and I abandoned ship directly after the photo shoot.

 

[tb25 4,627]

good post mate,how many you had so far

[dave1372 83]

....its so annoying when you have to yomp about in wet socks in the sodding rain, but well done again John.

 

 

[Malt 379]

[akton 15]

well done fella good story good picture and a great result

[Squirrel_Basher 17,100]

Whens the book out John ?.

[JohnGalway 1,043]

Whens the book out John ?.

 

When I can write about something people will actually buy, I'll let ye know