I shouldn't really have been surprised to see them this morning; yet I was. It was my wife, Cheryl, who first saw them and pointed skyward with a query. "They look like Kestrels, but they're not?" I watched the three birds for a while as they coursed the azure sky on the first morning of … Continue reading The Hobby And The Peewit: Dedicated To Derrick Bailey
I've had a strange weekend. For a shooting writer and journalist I seem to have, quite accidentally, attracted a large number of 'birder' Twitter friends due the above photo. It is a turtle dove; the photo taken at Pensthorpe Wildlife Park, near where I live. I was quite explicit in stating this. The bird is … Continue reading Wearing Two Hats – Shooting and Conservation
They say the devil makes work for idle hands; so on a Bank Holiday weekend where all my domestic duties were fully discharged, I happily accepted my pass-out. When will 'her loveliness' ever learn that instructing a 'clear-out' will result in me unearthing all manner of toys and contraptions that have lain in dark corners, … Continue reading The View Through A Leaf-Net
Another frustrating day comes to a close and my head is already in the field and wood. If it weren’t, I’d go insane. Being semi-retired, I work just three days a week now. The role, as Housing Officer for a social housing provider, involves engagement with tenants who are either vulnerable (mental health, disability) or … Continue reading Rooks and Cuckoos
Shuffling along the track toward the wood, the nightcap port and cheese hanging heavy in my head, a repetitive bird call lifted my spirits. The obstinate song of a chiffchaff confirming that spring was snapping at the tail-feathers of a bland winter. Underlining the sudden (perhaps premature) change, a brimstone butterfly danced amongst the primroses. Yellow … Continue reading Shadow Dancing; A Woodland Stalk
Occasionally I find that my writing comes under attack from anti-hunting protagonists who claim that there is no place for hunting wild creatures in the twenty-first century. Recently Chris Packham (mercenary natural history presenter and BBC-subsidised bigot) made a similar statement. He was attacking (via Twitter) the chairman of the Kent Wildlife Trust, Mike Bax, … Continue reading Hunting … Keeping The Fire Blazing
In the UK, the legal power limit for air rifles is less than 12 ft/lbs though you can own a higher power air rifle if it is registered on your Firearms Certificate (FAC). I’ve held an FAC for ten years, purely for air rifle use. There is a limited use for an ‘on-ticket’ air rifle … Continue reading FAC Air Rifles … a waste of money?
A juvenile big-cat is washed up on the Pembrokeshire coast following a shipwreck and manages to survive in the Welsh hills undiscovered. As it matures, the cat is driven by a natural urge to head East. Its journey leaves behind it a trail of chaos and death, none at the claws of the beast. A female … Continue reading Jaguar: The Black Angel … a synopsis.
(Reprinted from Airgun Fieldcraft, 2016 and updated, Feb 2017. Excludes Scotland.) The air rifle is a hugely maligned tool where the press and general public are concerned ... and quite wrongly so. There are a reputed four million airgun owners in the UK. In the past it was a relatively unregulated gun so no-one really … Continue reading The Air Rifle And The Law
“You're only here for a short visit. Don't hurry, don't worry. And be sure to smell the flowers along the way.” So said Walter Hagen, many years ago. My choice of wood today was awash with snowdrops. A welcome diversion from the drabness of the mist-laden morning and the monotonous drip, drip, drip from the … Continue reading Snowdrops & Anarchy