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The Spoils
So much of this blog is devoted to moorland that it seems wrong that grouse are never talked about in the context of food. To be quite honest, I don’t eat as much grouse as I would like to – I possibly eat three or four brace a year – so when I was offered… Continue reading
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Tis the Season to Give Generously
Worth noting that as part of a Christmas publicity drive, the RSPB have enlisted the help of the turtle dove and the grey partridge. Both of these “iconic” Christmas birds are declining, and the only way that the nation can save them is by signing up to a monthly financial contribution to a charity that… Continue reading
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Scoop’s First Grouse
It’s not often that I get the chance to shoot driven grouse, so being invited to shoot in East Yorkshire was a rare treat. Typically, the weather conspired to turn a busy day into something totally different. With deep snow lying thickly on the moors, the main drives were exchanged for a series of shorter… Continue reading
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Wild Boar
In an attempt to catch up with everything, I will have to come back later for a proper blog post about shooting wild boar in Croatia. Over the course of three days of driven boar shooting, I managed to knock over three boar; a young sow, a very big sow and a great big boar.… Continue reading
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Home Frozen Home
It seems like every year I am away for the first proper fall of snow. Last year I was shooting in Yorkshire; this year I was in Croatia. There is such a huge amount of writing that I’m now planning in an attempt to do justice to the awesome brilliance of driven wild boar shooting,… Continue reading
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…As If From Nowhere
As if to confuse the situation even further, having posted about a lack of woodcock yesterday, I now have to report that there are stacks of them. I went out on the darkening this evening with the shotgun on the offchance that there would be something to be seen. What with work and my trip… Continue reading
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Absent Friends
I’ve been looking forward to the November full moon since I had my first tentative go at flighting woodcock three weeks ago. I caught the tail-end of the first migrants of the winter, but was determined to get a better look at them when they came in force. Seeing quite a few turn up on… Continue reading
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Floods of Fancy
I had never heard of Mark Avery until quite recently, when he appeared on an episode of Saving Species on radio 4 which was looking at the persecution of birds of prey and the link between vanishing hen harriers and grouse moors. Harriers always intrigue me because people are so interested in them – I… Continue reading
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Snaring ID tags
In an attempt to bite the bullet and make the best of a bad situation, I rang the police this morning to get an ID number for my snares to comply with the new W&NE Act (Scotland 2011). This is the first day that the tags have been available for snare users, and while I… Continue reading
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Croatia 2012
I hadn’t planned on writing a post about this until it was all over, so that I could just nonchalantly drop it into the blog as if it were something that I do all the time and it was hardly noteworthy. However, I am so excited about it that I can’t resist mentioning that in… Continue reading
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Swn y galon fach yn torri, 1952
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