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The Ginger Grouse
The Ginger Grouse is a new pseudo-alcopop produced by Matthew Gloag, the distillers who brought you the Famous Grouse and the Black Grouse whisky. Matthew Gloag distillery belongs to “The Edrington Group” which hangs around with the RSPB far too much for its own good. I’ve posted on why shooting folk should avoid Famous Grouse… Continue reading
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ID Numbers
After months of confusion and growing irritation surrounding the new snaring legislation, I finally managed to submit my application for a snaring ID number this evening in the local police station. To be quite honest, the police officer who processed my application was perfectly civil, and even though it was the first time he had… Continue reading
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Drum Kit
Having shot a few snipe in Norfolk, it was interesting to give them a close inspection during the plucking process. I am in two minds as to which is my favourite sound; it’s a toss-up between a bubbling blackcock and a drumming snipe. Having studied snipe at close quarters last spring and enjoyed the incessant… Continue reading
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See-saw traps revisited
Just worth noting that within a few hours of resetting my see-saw traps along the new hedgerow, I managed to catch a somewhat irate field mouse. I posted in more detail about see-saw traps last year, and I have been very impressed with these simple machines. Not only are they much cheaper than spring traps,… Continue reading
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A Muntjac Experience
Not being naturally inclined towards deer stalking, I tend to keep my head down when people start getting technical on the subject of ballistics, gralloching and high seats. I don’t have the patience to be a good stalker, and I approach the sport with an irritating acceptance of failure – I have certainly enjoyed stalking… Continue reading
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Another New Hedge
The more I read and learn about upland conservation, the more value I am beginning to put on the humble hedge. Fields which only have drystone dykes to mark them out do become pretty barren places in the winter, and it finally dawned on me while waiting for a fox in the snow last week… Continue reading
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A Trip to Norfolk
After a night spent sleeping on the M6 on the way to my brother’s wedding, it was with some trepidation that I set off from Macclesfield to King’s Lynn on a second long journey in only two days. Despite some fairly impressive snow lying behind the dykes over the Cat and Fiddle Pass through the… Continue reading
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Three Years Old
Just a note to say that Working For Grouse is now 3 years old – I missed the precise day of the anniversary because I’ve been in England having my horizons broadened on the North coast of Norfolk, where duck and geese are plentiful and where a strange little animal with glands all over its… Continue reading
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With His Tail Up
Having posted last week about my pet blackcock’s apparent reluctance to lek properly, I now have the pleasure to report that all is well in the display department. I noticed that he was out and about just before lunch today, so decided to take the opportunity to play him a recording of lekking blackcock which… Continue reading
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Even More Silkies
Using an incubator wouldn’t be the same if the experience was stress-free and idiot-proof. On about day ten of the incubation process, I accidentally switched off the automatic turning cradles and they stayed off for four days. It seems to have had quite an impact on the successful hatch rate, and only half a dozen… Continue reading
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Swn y galon fach yn torri, 1952
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