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Went out this evening with my buddy to try the silage fields as you wouldn't know what would be lurking about. Pulled in at a gateway to have a look accross at some freshly cut fields. The fields were actually over a mile away accross a valley. but we had a good view of them from where we were as the view from the gate of the field was no good as it was uphill and there were ditches in the way.

There seemed to be a good smattering of crows about but then I saw an extra big shape moving in the field so I scoped it. Sure enough it was Charlie.

We had two choices we could drive around to the gate of the field or we could walk it keeping the fox in view all the time. So off we set on foot through a beet field, then through barley field, finally a hay field, then crossed a stream and then into the cut silage field.

We were down the bottom of the silage field which had a lot of dips and hollows and dead ground we had lost site of the fox when we crossed the stream, but we could here a lot of cackling from a pheasant up in the top right hand corner of the field, so the fox was up to no good.

The plan was to stay in cover at the bottom of the field and call the fox down to us, but it was risky as there were a lot of dips, hollows and dead ground and he could appear from anywhere. I tried the wam caller but there was no sign of the fox. We decided to push forward to a little hump where we would have a better view. I scoped the top corner of the field and the fox was walking away from us over 200m away. I tried the wam again but he wasn't interested. So I tried squealing with the back of my hand. Sure enough he turned I got down behind the rifle and kept calling.

The only indication I had the fox was still coming was from some pigeons which took off out of the field. Sure enough his head appeared and he stopped looking at us, quick adjustment on the bipod and we both took aim. My buddy whispered 'both fire on 3', I counted down 'one, two, three' both rifles fired at once and the fox fell in a heap. One round in the head the other in the chest. I paced it out and he was at about 60m. One dead dog fox and one safe pheasant. That makes 15 foxes for us so far this year.

 

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