The weather looking half decent I Parked the pup up in isolation and ripped off into the bush with the mission of chasing some Chamois. Most of the day was spent in a howling easterly at 1500 meters with the cold penetrating the very marrow of my being. Glassing is a very big part of this game and when you are too cold to do this justice, then plan B must come into being. So dropping down a few hundred meters saw me hunting some scrub country just on the bush line, Three red deer was the result. I took the bambi and yearling, leaving the most likely to survive the winter and Spring to get on with just that. Pregnant too I hope. The less the numbers huddled together in this environment the healthier your survival rate.
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