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Tuesday, 31 January 2012

Cocks day

Or boundary day in old shooters speak. Ben and I had arranged for an armed dog walk with a couple of beaters and any available guns but in the end it was 11 spaniels and 2 walking guns. The bag could have been 6 Pheasant and 3 Woodcock but despite our best efforts at saluting them we werent underneath each others birds!
Still a few feeders were topped off and a new one put along the top boundary courtesy of Mc Shug!

Roll on the poults.

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