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
“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
The grey squirrel has become rural enemy number one in recent years for good reason. Its relentless bark-stripping and nest raiding have put it firmly on the list of a “shoot-on-sight” species. Foresters, farmers and country folk have all evidenced its danger to tree cultivation and to resident songbird species. On shooting estates, predation of … Continue reading Grey Squirrel Control … An Extract
The Hunters Way, Chapter Two "Nature's balance displays beauty and decay in equal measure. She shows benevolence and cruelty in equal measure. What is good for some of Her charges is bad for others. What is bad for some of Her charges is good for others. The gale-felled tree shelters the ground game and hides … Continue reading The Hunters Way. An extract.
The Wonder Of Woodies Let’s give credit where credit’s due. Sit for a while and watch the woodpigeon closely. Perched on the bough you could mistake it for a clownish bird. It’s head and feet seem too small for the round body. In the boughs, it lacks the dexterity of the crow family, moving clumsily. … Continue reading Through The Wild Eye
If the marsh harrier (Circus aeruginosus)has become the most iconic bird of the Norfolk Broads, it is probably because it has usurped the grey heron (Ardea cinerea). The general public always tend to romanticise raptors, which I guess is understandable. Those large carnivorous killing machines, the hawks, harriers and eagles, stir something in the human … Continue reading The Harnser
My suspicions were aroused by the huge log-piles stacked up near the farm as I parked the motor. I had only been away for a fortnight and while driving on to the estate I had sensed something big had been happening. The stacked timber (destined for the sawmill) and the overwhelming scent of pine sap … Continue reading Pine Scent and Parasols
If you are in the public eye (and in a very minor way, I am, as a country-sports writer) you need to watch what you say. If you’re happy to say it, then you need the balls to defend it too. I joined a petition tonight aimed at the BBC asking them to moderate the … Continue reading Witch-Hunts & Wildlife Wars