Thread: Hunting and that bastard Murphy ...

Parked up on a terrace at evening glassing a big slip and bush edge and several gullies, with a back drop behind us of a big patch of gorse, matagouri and manuka. After an hour or so with not much action I got up to take a much needed pee. Went around to the back of the scrub, found a little notch in the head high gorse and stepped into then proceeded to empty the bladder. Well 10 sec later this spiker trots up onto the terrace and wanders past no more than 10 yards away, then saunters off down hill. He never got my scent I guess, but he was safe anyway we were chasing stags.