Deer

[john dawson]

NO PICS??????!!!!!!!!!!!

 

O DEER, that is a shame!!!

 

(o come on! some 1 had to say it!!)

[Lorry thompson]

There's something magical about deer I used to hunt a lot when I was younger with my lurcher and used to know good little spots where I could watch deer stoats and kestrels etc kept me out of trouble (well most of the time)

[Andy Collins]

:lol: silly! Foxes aren't worth eating

 

When my mate was studying up at Penrith, they lived off the land. So they decided if you kill it you should eat it. They killed a fox, and tried to eat it. But it was so rank it was unbearable to eat. My dad always said you should never eat anything that scavenged carrion.

[Frankie Lawrence]

When my mate was studying up at Penrith, they lived off the land. So they decided if you kill it you should eat it. They killed a fox, and tried to eat it. But it was so rank it was unbearable to eat. My dad always said you should never eat anything that scavenged carrion.

 

Now bambi sounds oh so edible:001_tt2:

[Thea]

Really nice story Thea.

 

I've got an incredible memory that on the face of it sounds fantastical, though is actualy true, and is one of my most enduring natural encounters.

 

Every couple of years or so, my family get together and rent one of the hunting lodges at Balmoral,

miles away from the castle up by Loch Muick.

 

First year, I had two great little forest adventures. One was stripping down & really getting back to nature for a very isolated 15 mins, which is another story, and the second was stalking an absolutely amazingly majestic Red (Monarch of the Glen type) Stag, through those very same pines.

 

You've breifly met me, and am sure you can tell I'm a bit of an urban dweller.

But little old non hunting me, managed to keep down wind of the beast through undultating ground & hiding between the trees.

After what seemed like an age (but was probably 5 minutes) eventually crept up to within about 12 yards of it, whilst it was refreshing itself from a spring down in a rockstrewn hollow. Managed a good couple of minutes just breathing in that adrenalin fuelled-awesome meeting, before he was 'bothered' about my presence, and just trotted off.

 

Suffice to say, i didnae have me camera with me that day.

 

That encounter will reside with me for all my urban living days.

 

 

 

a few shots from up on the estate, over the last ten years or so.

 

 

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Fantastic story

but

stripping down & really getting back to nature for a very isolated 15 mins

[David Humphries]

Fantastic story

but

 

Not a pretty sight these days, for sure

 

 

But "there was a time"................about twenty years ago, for about 12 days

 

 

 

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[tommer9]

As a child growing up near Poole harbour we used to nip across to Brownsea Island, where it was possible to feed wild deer. I suppose they were very used to seeing non threatening humans. My mother has a photo of my younger brother, arm outstretched, with a bambi stretching its neck out to the limit to take the grass or whatever my bro was offering. Amazing stuff.

[armchairarborist]

it is a picture thread so here's 'bigdog' spotting his first deer(s), he ran after them for ages but haha he is too fat, good exercise anyway..

[Mike Hill]

Years ago I was out yet to bag a Sika Deer.

I sat down under a Tree to have a smoke,when I heard a Deer feeding below me,carefully I removed my boots and crept forward it my socks.Every now and then I could see one or more of its Legs under the thick Brush.

Crawling forward on hands and knees,moving each little twig out of the way...then when I was only yards away the Deer swung round ,as it sensed me.

I lept up almost into the face of a Yearling Stage,threw the Rifle to my shoulder,pressed the Trigger...............CLICK!

Empty Chamber.

[Peter]

Should have grabbed it by the ears and nutted it hard between the eyes like a proper man instead of poncing about with the rifle then!