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I thought I'd give the bisley mags a whirl in my .177 S510. I've never been that interested in heavier pellets, but it's a great day to test heavy pellets - an ugly strong wind gusting all over the place! So it's 5am and off I set. The village is still dead and not there's not even a whisper from the farm, although I'd have struggled to hear Armageddon such was the wind. Into the first field I go and my hat blows off. With that retrieved it's a slow mooch up the fields, straining the eyes to see any kind of bunny action. It's not long before a couple of shapes explode out of the hedge and start legging it about the field. 60yds: too far even on a still day, let alone in this hurricane. But it's still very gloomy and they have no idea I'm about, so they come racing towards me. I'm down prone and just as they stop, the wind eases a touch. 25yds: 1/2 mil dot low, good pull to the right and bang! half a pie goes flat. His mate is untroubled but and sitting at a nice 40 yds. he's unbothered by the brutal slaying of his pal, so I give the wind time to stop mucking about so much, then take the shot. thwack! Pie 1 complete. The mooch continues and I approach a known bunny bashing hotspot. Time for some ultra slow stalking. wind: head on - perfect. cover: bushes and trees with no silhouette - ideal. 80 yds and closing when a rabbit shoots out from 10 yds sees me and legs it making all the others down the field dive for cover. no more pie from this field :( It's starting to drizzle, daylight's here and I need a cup of tea, so I head to one more happy haunt for a last couple before home. Bunnies a plenty. slow stalk going well. 80 yds and closing when a rabbit shoots out from 10 yds sees me and legs it making all the others down the field dive for cover. Where had I seen that before? Well, that's the end of the shooting, so I head for home, but 200m away, I see a sinister black shape skulking around the fringes of the woods! Could this be the legendary panther oft whispered about in our pub but never witnessed before?! No. it was a muntjac. I've worked with leopards and cheetahs in Africa and aside from them being on 4 legs, there really isn't much similarity between them and a deer, but just today, if I shut one eye and squinted with the other, then for an instant I had myself convinced. What an end to the morning that would have been! But alas, no deadly big cat and no more pie fodder, but definitely impressed with the Bisley Mags! The conditions were stinking for a .177 but two perfect kills will do me fine!