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Friday, 2 January 2009

A cold day in Hertfordshire

Looking for Muntjacs, Big Richard, the Grinch, Mr FM and myself had a wander around the woods. I did see the odd Roe Doe but almost trod on a Muntjac who waved his tail at me sadly with the sun behind him and the bu&&ered off into the brambles. Sadly after several hours of bloody cold stalking we met back up for lunch.

beautiful scenery though;

The lonely empty handed walk back!

1 comment:

Shooter said...

as they say, a bad hunting is still better than a good day at work