hedge hunter

Hi Steve. Hope you are well mate. Not spoke in years. What quantity are we talking mate and can you give mea price ? Pm me of you prefer. Cheers hh

Hi guys. Im looking for any unwanted game etc around the Somerset area please. Basically it's only to feed our European polecats we breed here. Im based in the Taunton area but Can collect from most places. Ideally looking for free, but will obviously pay a small amount if needs be. Any amount collected big or small. Please do get in touch if you may have anything suitable. Cheers all hedge hunter

It's the same as search for the lost giants !!! Totally rubbish but still have to watch it...

I got a set off ebay for my lady. Around the £20 mark, wax chaps. Type in lady's or junior leggings. Comega in various lengths also

If traveling with kids I would highly recommend folly farm 25mins away. Also oakwook theam park. Also only a short trip away 15mins approximately.

Well another very enjoyable flight down on the marsh this evening. Once again I set up on my favourite little gutter, hide all set up & a mother line put out with 4 decoys attached. Me and the dog settled in for what seemed like an age before the tide started to finally fill the small muddy inlet. About twenty minutes after the tide started to push birds began to move. All seem to be heading in the same direction. ... totally the wrong way to where I was set up !!!! Then out of know where a pack of 7 teal came whizzing low and fast up the inlet I was waiting on. I took my chances and managed to drop a single bird out of the pack. It fell out onto the open exposed mud. Once again young teal was called upon to fetch the bird. Just like always she was full of enthusiasm and determination, out she strode across the open mud and made another beautiful retrieve with the bird brought straight back to hand. As we waited more duck began to appear from the gloom as the light was rapidly starting to fade. Buy alas I shot like a total plum ( not very unusual for me in afraid ) and I failed to connect with anything else for the remainder of the flight. But what a lovely little flight it was and end up with a teal for a Teal.

The difference a new gun and carts combo can do to improve things lol.

Because unfortunately times are hard financially as much as it kills me to admit it. And the fee had better things to go on first.

Sent my forms in end of July. Ticket is up on Tuesday, rangot them yesterday to be told no change of it coming anytime before november !!!! And no chance of a section 7 either as I was a week late in sending the form... a bloody week. So know my guns need to go into a RFD for storage unitll ticket is back. So much for a good season .

I couldn't agree more mate. It's nice to get a shot off, but just being out with your faithful mutt is kinda special.

Well another very enjoyable flight down on the marsh this evening. Once again I set up on my favourite little gutter, hide all set up & a mother line put out with 4 decoys attached. Me and the dog settled in for what seemed like an age before the tide started to finally fill the small muddy inlet. About twenty minutes after the tide started to push birds began to move. All seem to be heading in the same direction. ... totally the wrong way to where I was set up !!!! Then out of know where a pack of 7 teal came whizzing low and fast up the inlet I was waiting on. I took my chances and managed to drop a single bird out of the pack. It fell out onto the open exposed mud. Once again young teal was called upon to fetch the bird. Just like always she was full of enthusiasm and determination, out she strode across the open mud and made another beautiful retrieve with the bird brought straight back to hand. As we waited more duck began to appear from the gloom as the light was rapidly starting to fade. Buy alas I shot like a total plum ( not very unusual for me in afraid ) and I failed to connect with anything else for the remainder of the flight. But what a lovely little flight it was and end up with a teal for a Teal. Cheers all HH

I got a cheap hatsan escort 20g semi auto for sale. Based near Aberdare S.Wales

Thanks marsh man, to say I was made up would be an understatement. We also had a cracking evening flight at a different marsh where she retrieved another 2 nice duck from the water for a fellow shooter

Well my first flight of the season couldn't of started any better. This year I started all afresh so to speak. A new local marsh, a new SXP waterfowl pump and a new pup to bring out. This would be her very first flight after just turning 1year old the Sunday before. The alarm was set for 4am, even though it really wasn't needed, as if any sleep would of been had in all the anticipation of being back out on the mud. Up dressed and dig out for a quick empty before leaving at 4.30am. A quick trip down the road and arrived at the foreshore,out on the marsh hide up and settled into place for the wait all by 5.15am. I was shooting over a small inlet, which tends to hold the interest of the ducks. The marsh was buzzing with the sounds of life awakening, as I was sitting there just taking it all in a pack of 5 mallard come whizzing out of the mist to my left, within range and heading straight for the inlet I was set up on. With this I swung onto a drake and pulled the trigger, the Ely lightning 3" 36g no3's finding there mark and folding the drake beautifully out onto the mud 50yrds away. I continued to swing through the pack and dropped another drake, this 1 landed way out into the ocean. The young dog sat bolt upright and marked both birds like a seasoned old pro. After making sure the gun was safe I lined the pup up for her first ever wildfowl retrieve from the cold choppy ocean, without hesitation in she ran, SPLASH a text book swim out and retrieve from around 40 yards. I couldn't of had more pride of my young dog... or so I thought. A fine drake was taken from the dog and with a little praise she was lined up ready for the dead mallard out on marsh, with the back command she powered out over a small creek and into the fall area. She held the ground lovely and hunted well. On 3 occasions I had to stop her and correct her to the right hand side where I seen the bird land, however she kept pulling to the left. It was soon obvious the duck was not as dead as I first thought and was a runner. With this I gave the young dog the find it command and left her to her own devices, she quickly pulled to the left and disappeared into a gutter. With this she was gone, for 10 minutes she was out of my sight, all manner of things racing through my mind, but I'd learned from experience to always trust the dogs nose. It seemed like a age before I seen any sight of her again, and what a sight it was. There she was all mud splattered, and proudly carrying a very much alive flapping drake mallard. The best part was that she appeared approximately 300 yards from behind me. That duck must og got in a small creek and paddled it's way up the marsh. The sheer joy and pride I felt toward my young dog at that moment words cannot describe. Finally with two ducks in the hide I mode the decision there and then that our flight for the day was already over. There's no way it could of been topped or equelled even. And all this by 6am. For the remainder of the flight we just watched the marsh do its thing. I could of had a lot more duck that moment as it was a very good flight, but I've never been into the big numbers and 2 was more than sufficient for me. After all it was all about getting my young dog Teal a retrieve. Which I think we achieved. All in all it was an awesome first flight of the season and not bad for a pup of 12 months of age. Packed up, breakfast sorted and dog fed and cleaned up by 8.30am all ready for the evening flight.... but that's another story. Cheers HH

Well my first flight of the season couldn't of started any better. This year I started all afresh so to speak. A new local marsh, a new SXP waterfowl pump and a new pup to bring out. This would be her very first flight after just turning 1year old the Sunday before. The alarm was set for 4am, even though it really wasn't needed, as if any sleep would of been had in all the anticipation of being back out on the mud. Up dressed and dig out for a quick empty before leaving at 4.30am. A quick trip down the road and arrived at the foreshore,out on the marsh hide up and settled into place for the wait all by 5.15am. I was shooting over a small inlet, which tends to hold the interest of the ducks. The marsh was buzzing with the sounds of life awakening, as I was sitting there just taking it all in a pack of 5 mallard come whizzing out of the mist to my left, within range and heading straight for the inlet I was set up on. With this I swung onto a drake and pulled the trigger, the Ely lightning 3" 36g no3's finding there mark and folding the drake beautifully out onto the mud 50yrds away. I continued to swing through the pack and dropped another drake, this 1 landed way out into the ocean. The young dog sat bolt upright and marked both birds like a seasoned old pro. After making sure the gun was safe I lined the pup up for her first ever wildfowl retrieve from the cold choppy ocean, without hesitation in she ran, SPLASH a text book swim out and retrieve from around 40 yards. I couldn't of had more pride of my young dog... or so I thought. A fine drake was taken from the dog and with a little praise she was lined up ready for the dead mallard out on marsh, with the back command she powered out over a small creek and into the fall area. She held the ground lovely and hunted well. On 3 occasions I had to stop her and correct her to the right hand side where I seen the bird land, however she kept pulling to the left. It was soon obvious the duck was not as dead as I first thought and was a runner. With this I gave the young dog the find it command and left her to her own devices, she quickly pulled to the left and disappeared into a gutter. With this she was gone, for 10 minutes she was out of my sight, all manner of things racing through my mind, but I'd learned from experience to always trust the dogs nose. It seemed like a age before I seen any sight of her again, and what a sight it was. There she was all mud splattered, and proudly carrying a very much alive flapping drake mallard. The best part was that she appeared approximately 300 yards from behind me. That duck must og got in a small creek and paddled it's way up the marsh. The sheer joy and pride I felt toward my young dog at that moment words cannot describe. Finally with two ducks in the hide I mode the decision there and then that our flight for the day was already over. There's no way it could of been topped or equelled even. And all this by 6am. For the remainder of the flight we just watched the marsh do its thing. I could of had a lot more duck that moment as it was a very good flight, but I've never been into the big numbers and 2 was more than sufficient for me. After all it was all about getting my young dog Teal a retrieve. Which I think we achieved. All in all it was an awesome first flight of the season and not bad for a pup of 12 months of age. Packed up, breakfast sorted and dog fed and cleaned up by 8.30am all ready for the evening flight..... now that is another story. Cheers HH