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I decided to go after a few rabbits last night to keep the farmer happy but things didn't quite go to plan.

 

I arrived at the venue and as I pulled up two rabbits ran off down the track which was a good sign, at least they were around, the gun had the NiteSite already on although it was a bit early but I hate fitting it all in the field. As I walked along the track a rabbit was sat about 25mts away, with no thought I brought the gun up..............thump, NiteSite camera in the eye :censored: bloody fool.

 

After my eye had stopped watering I made my way to the spot I had in my mind for an ambush and sat myself down and the first rabbit came out about 50mts away, gun on the tripod, switch on the Site, fcuking phone rings, one white fluffy tail disappears into the weeds.

 

Compose myself, coffee poured and ready once again.....................................................................................nothing moves.

 

About an hour later, I am getting flat spots on my backside and I need a pee, nothing else for it, stand up to pump blood back through my arse and take a comfort break............................you have no doubt guessed a rabbit, ohhhh noooo, two bloody rabbits about 30mt and out of my sight while I was sitting. Were they going to run off while I strapped away one tool and get ready with another tool, all looking good they are still there, NiteSite on, control breathing..................bang, a shotgun goes off on the next farm................MY rabbits, gone.

 

 

Another coffee and sit down for about an hour..................................fcuk all showing, total silence. I turn and lean backwards at the same time to look back up the track as rabbits are often found on this track. A screech rings out above me in a tree as the resident barn owl is not happy that I am on his hunting ground, the little folding three leg camping stool that I was sat on decided it was not happy with me leaning backward and one leg gave way at my considerable weight (before anyone else says it) sending me and my coffee across the grass. All this takes place as I have just spied a bunny on the track which was now rolling around on the ground laughing at me then fcuked off.

 

 

You know that some hunting sessions are just not to be and was one. I packed up my gear and headed back to the car, not using my headlight as I get the chance to bag the odd rabbit on the track but on this occasion that was not the case, instead I tripped over :censored: my god can it get any worse. For a moment my heart sank as I couldn't see my car, that will complete the evening but the bush was hiding her so no issue there.

 

I put the gear back in the car, remove my gillie suit, sit in the back of the estate car having a coffee reflecting on this rather unproductive session thinking about a morning on the pigeon planned for tomorrow. Time to go home, I stand up and switch on the headlight back up the track that I have just come down......................................three fcuking rabbits........................I give up.

 

Phil

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That's a feckin brilliant read Phil :good::laugh:

 

Basil Fawlty couldn't have done it better mate :laugh:

 

Why were you wearing a ghillie suit in the dark? :hmm:

 

At least you got the bad night out of the way mate - you won't be due another for a while now :yes:

 

Atb mate :thumbs:

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Ah, the gillie suit.

 

They are made of mesh so even though it was dark or getting dark, it was still very warm and the gillie suit is cool to wear, only shorts and T-shirt on underneath cos I am hot stuff Jon

 

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Been there done that ,as have we all thanks for sharing your pain Phil.I know of a couple of people have driven to Sussex after deer and got their rifle out the slip and gone //////.As they realise the bolt is safely at home 2 to 3 hours drive away .

At least the bunnys will still be there for you next time you go out for a "trip" atb

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Better than turning up at the perm and finding out you left the rifle back at home :icon_eek:

 

not that iv done that :whistling:

 

atvbjimmy :thumbs: :thumbs: :thumbs:

I once drove out to one of my permissions in Derbyshire, took the .22 hornet out of the slip, and attempted to slide the bolt in, after a couple of minutes swearing I realised I had taken the bolt for the .22 rimfire, oooops.

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