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 knows how many are out there, buried in attics or garden … Continue reading Oh … Airgun law? Lest I should forget!
I don’t often get excited about guns, strange as that may seem for an airgun hunter and writer. Guns are just the tools with which I finish the hunt or stalk. Of course, having the right gun is important for the hunter and I’ve been very selective with my purchases across the years. Recently, pictures … Continue reading Black Pepper – First Blood
Last weekend, a vivacious child called Bonnie Armitage died in a tragic accident when she fell from her beloved Shetland pony, Lindsay. She was just nine years old and, as any parents would be, her mother and father were heartbroken. As the news broke on social media, groups of anti-hunt activists (should I call these … Continue reading A Creeping Sickness
The last week or so has been an unexpected holiday for me as I wait between jobs. Every cloud has a silver lining, they say and I’ve been able to take advantage of the time to do what I love best. Wandering field and wood with gun, dog and camera. This a terrific time of … Continue reading The Rising Of The Sap
The rattle of leaf-bare twigs above my head, slapping together like old friends shaking hands, told the tale of another day lost to air-gunning. Despite having a rifle slung over my shoulder I knew opportunities would be few and far between in this high wind. Yet, at least it was dry … and that despite … Continue reading The Deerhunter
The greeting of sub-zero dawn was like a warm handshake from an old friend. The recent false spring has kidded the snowdrops into an early show and the flush of yellow daffodils has punctuated Mother Natures mischief. crunching along the glassy drive to the the Hall, the thick rubber tyres on my SUV shattered the … Continue reading Ne’er A Shot Was Fired
Perhaps a strange title, given that we have hardly had what qualifies as a 'winter' so far. While most of the country has been swamped by the amount of rain that prompted ark-building in old stories, Norfolk has been relatively tame. Yes, we've had rain aplenty, but it is only now spilling over the chalk-stream … Continue reading Dylan and The Winter Woodies
“I want to be with you, be with you night and day. Nothing changes on New Year's Day, On New Year's Day” U2 As I stepped from the motor, the blast of cool air was like a slap in the face from a scorned woman. The car park at Buckenham Station is small and … Continue reading It Wasn’t Me!
As an air rifle hunter (and prolific writer on all things ‘airgun’) I need lots of shooting permission to be able to vary the subject matter for my readers. Living in Norfolk, I enjoy some great land to shoot over. Mostly arable, with lots of both coniferous and deciduous woodland. As most readers know, I’m … Continue reading All I Want For Xmas Is … A Norfolk Barn!
So ... the RSPCA, on advice from Stephen Woolner (a former Crown Prosecution Service chief inspector) has decided to cease it’s previously relentless legal pogrom against the fox-hunting fraternity in the face of an embarrassing prosecution failure rate. It should be noted, too, that the RSPCA’s new head of prosecutions is an ex-CPS employee and … Continue reading RSPCA / CPS … A New Alliance