Deer Stalking

I got out of bed at 4.30am on Tuesday morning.I heard a few grumbles from beside me about not making too much noise, not forgetting to lock the door on the way out and being mad! I got up none the less and got changed in the dark into the clothes I had laid out the previous night. I made some coffee, stuck it in the travel mug and I was away.

It was the first day of the deer stalking season and I was going out with some neighbours to try our luck. You have to be on the mountain ready and waiting before first light in order to find the deer before they go back into the woods for the day.

We put on all our camouflage gear and hit off up the mountain very quietly. The deer have a great sense of smell and super hearing so we have to make sure the wind is in our faces and that we tread as lightly as we can. My neighbour commented the other morning that we would have to float up the mountain instead of walking because the wind was so light and our footsteps would carry for a long way. All of you that know me know I am not the smallest chap so floating up mountains is not my strong point!

When we did get up there we saw plenty of deer and even managed to bag one. It was all over by 7.30 and I headed home for a traditional stalkers breakfast of mushroom and deer liver. I will post next time about what I did in the kitchen with the rest of the liver.