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Pheasant hunting in the UK
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
October Hunter Calendar
October is the middle of autumn. Below goes the frozen autumn sun above the ground. The faded herbs dry up, the yellow leaf is showered. Quiet and empty is done in the bare, brightened forest. Gloomy, gray clouds are increasingly clouding the sky. It starts to drizzle light rain, often the first matinees. Hunter’s calendar for October 2017 notes that the fur-bearing animal molts are nearing its end, and flocks of migratory birds are rushing south. Fading nature, the air breathes cold. Trees dropped foliage, covered the ground with a crimson carpet. The grass is beaten by the first frost and cold rain. Continue reading
Grouse hunting
The sounds made by the singing bird are unusual, they resemble the song a little, but they are pleasant and fill the forest hut with blissful joy. This miraculous sound has come down to us from the depths of the ages, it acts magically, touches poetic strings in our souls, from the vibrations of which the heart happily knocks. The song of the grouse is an enthusiastic hymn to the spring, warmth, sun, love. The soloist silences us, stands still, forgets about everything in the world and listens with bated breath. Seeing such a wonder, you want to believe in a fairy tale and listen again and again … Continue reading
