Among the admirers of hunting tourism, perhaps, there is no such fan of hunting by a feather who would not dream of visiting a driven hunt in Great Britain.And who, preparing for a hunt on the near pond, would not draw for himself delightful pictures of such hunts: light fog, you wear a hunting jacket, a cap on your head, which Sherlock Holmes wore, you put an elegant butt of high resolution in the shoulder, descent, two shots sound, and a couple of pheasants fall at your feet … Alas, but the harsh reality drives away dreams, as the wind disperses the fog: the wife tears off the sacrament – ammunition equipment – and once again strongly reminds of the need to replace th burnt out lamp. Continue reading
In August, in Kamchatka, the hunt for a sandpiper opens. This is a teal-sized bird, quite plump by this time, that feeds on a tundra berry called siksa. Probably from this kulik very tasty. The rate of shooting at that time was 10 pieces per day, and arranged in a row, but smeared with sour cream and baked in the oven, they were a royal dish.
hunting in KamchatkaVied out on such a hunt for 10-15 people, and hunted, walking along the tundra along the coast of the Pacific Ocean. Imitating the whistling of the waders, it was easy to turn a flock, usually consisting of 5-10 birds, onto itself. Continue reading