Thread: Don't Sneeze @ Snee Rd

I went for a walk last night with the intention of trying to catch a stag. Saw 3 hinds and a fawn scattered around.

Towards dark I was stalking along a scrub edge with Tilly when she suddenly went into stalk mode. So I loaded the 300saum and crept forward. Nothing, but she was still intense. I glanced down to my left away from the scrub edge and there about 80 yards away was a Fallow family of 3. Mum, fawn and spiker.

They looked beautiful, and at first I had no intention of shooting one. I just watched them through my binos and waited for them to drift off. After a few minutes though the Mum spotted or smelt me and they were off. Unfortunately they went over the ridge and down through the scrub scaring everything as they went. It was nearing dark and once they had spooked the gully I decided if they appeared again I would shoot the spiker.

A couple of minutes later I could see them working their way through the scrub and I saw the Mum trot through a clearing. When the spiker appeared I quickly ranged him at 319 yards and let rip. He leapt in the air and came back down again unscathed. Bugger. But for some reason he just pogo'd 10 yards and stopped. This time I had a better rest over my pack and was confident of making a good shot. That "Whooomph" sound echoed back and he went straight down. Centre of the shoulder shot. Those 150 Barnes sure do bust up some bone.

I got him out whole, so he's hanging in my shed waiting for me to go and skin him. Got home at 12.30am this morning. I bet you he's the only dead Fallow within 10 mins walk of central Wellington.