Thread: When men were men

well it seems these fellas are a bit shy....
I will add short tale concerning a member on here....

we were away on hunting trip way down south....
the 3 of us had roared up 1 antlered stag,then spent afternoon looking around before splitting up and heading back to camp...my Swedish mate n I had drop on two big hinds and enjoyed watching them walk...no boyfriend...
anyway we got back to camp and me old mate chipped me for not shooting one for camp meat...need a fawn he says...head down stream he says,go over slip and look across river.....so off I go,mighty .270 in hand...down river,across slip,look across river and BUGGAMESIDEWAYS there is hind and fawn just poking out of bush,200 ish yards away...nah I can do closer than that so put the stalk on,got to within 10 yards of hind as she below bank,she spotted me and scarpered across open ground,fawn followed before I dropped it on run.
EVERY single time Ive hunted with this chap I learn something new...he does things without thinking that I have to ask why...and then penny drops... many years hunting it has become instinct for him..
you young fells listen when an old grey beard speaks....
you know who you are..
thanks mate.