Today we made the first attempt at thinning out all those savage birds of dinner in Hampshire.
5 hours stumping around the stubbles for a grim total of 2 Ducks and 2 Pheasants. Still days have been worse. Hampshire at the western end of the downs is certainly colder than at the eastern end and we lined up with a couple of walking guns as usual.
The day warmed up and thanks to a ploughing match we kept on the fringes of the farm;
As per usual there are some great views at this end of the downs;
Obviously a swift half in the pub before the trip home, a very nice if unusual flavour and very welcome.