Nana and Grandad took the young fella for a nature walk last night. Swirly wind so ended up spooking a mob of 6 which would have been a long shot anyways.
Kept climbing to the top of the ridge so as to get the wind right when he spots a very obliging yearling broadside on. Dialled up 240yds, rested the rifle on his knee, middle of the shoulder with the triple 2, and well, the rest they say.........
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