lordhardup Posted March 13, 2011 Report Share Posted March 13, 2011 I want to thank all those that have read my post about my shootin adventure below. Bloody hell what a day. I went to the new fields but the birds were coming in too high over the river bank, gave it an hour and packed up. Moved on to my other farm that I had tried last time, as I had no luck with the birds last time, I thought that I would just have a walk round. Any way as I was slowly making my way round the outside of the wood trying to creep up on a rabbit or two, movement from the wood I was shooting last week caught my eye. PIGEONS, loads of the *******. So I stood and watched, it was blowing a force ten and they where flying down the hedgrow and landing in the field at the back of the wood I was shooting last time. The crafty ******* had moved fields, just one field up, seemed to be enough for them not to come to my decoys of the week before. Which is typical of my luck, I had watched them coming and going though out the week, but the day I set out my decoys they up and move. Any way you would think my problems were over..... Well this was when the fun really started. I got back to my car as quick as a flash and rushed round to the field gate in my car, opened up drove through, closed gate, hide car the far side of the small wood and started to unload all my stuff. I know I am new to this decoying lark, but by god its hard work trying to carry all your stuff, gun and ammo all in one go, so as not to have to walk all the way back and lose time shooting. Any way I make it to where I want to set up. Pigeons that were there, soon left, fair enough I thought, I will see you shortly. Now, you have done this before, HOW THE HELL DO YOU PUT UP A HIDE IN A FORCE TEN??? I put my poles in, blinded by the scarf I was wearing. Took out my netting, which seemed to be in a rush to fly off to some exotic far away place, pausing only for a loving and long embrace with the horethorn bush.At length I did manage to untangle it long enough to attach it to my hide poles in the sudden lull which it turned out to be was the eye of the hurricane. Got my seat out, set ouy my ammo box got out my lunch and now to set the sceene for Mr and Mrs pigeon. Set out the decoys in formation, stand back and take in the sceene, no, not happy, a quick shift round in the now stiffening breeze, at last Im happy. Even before I make it back to the hide the birds are flying over, a warm glow as excitement mounts. Back to the hide, try to rid myself of the 20lbs of field now attached to my feet. Sit down to load my gun, pick up my ammo box for shells. The handle fits nicely in my hand as I lift it, only for it to fall open and all my carts fall snugly into the soft muddy puddle. ( great,I will need to clean them all when I get home, who wants old rusty shells in their box) Lucky for me, I have a couple of clean boxes in my game bag, sitting clean and dry in the far corner of the hide.Watching for any lurking puddles I reach out for my game bag. GOD ALMIGHTY, the trees have come alive and want to eat me.... No, its just my hide. The hurricane has returned,and wrapped me in my own hide. Putting my gun down, I fight off my over friendly netting and secure it yet again to my poles. Turn to enter my hide, only to be beaten to my seat by..... thats right......my hide. For the next hour a fierce struugle ensues, with lots of unpleasent words being carried away by the still growing storm. I fall, as I pull the lustfull netting from the ever loving embrace of the bush on to my **** into the same muddy puddle not long ago visited by my cartridges. I manage to pick myself and the netting up and tie the netting to the poles and myslfe to my chair as I really was begining to fear for my own safty in this raging tempest. My hide billows like the sails on a racing tall ship, whipping its self into a frenzy to and thro, ripping itself free and back to the arms of its lover, the horethorn bush. Im no whimp, but I do know when Im beat, and boy was I beat.Time to sit and cry quietly for a while and call for my mum. Whilst sitting and sobbing I look up to see pigeons still trying to come into my pattern, or were they just flying over to watch the funny man fighting a large green net? You decide. Down, but not out Mr pigeon, as Arnie would say "I will be back" When I wrote this post some time back, I never in a million years would have thought that over 1400 of you would read it. When I read it back it still makes me smile. ATB Clynt (still learning). Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Reedybopper Posted March 20, 2011 Report Share Posted March 20, 2011 That is sooooooo funnnnnny! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
chrispti Posted March 20, 2011 Report Share Posted March 20, 2011 Iv read this before Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Birky Posted March 21, 2011 Report Share Posted March 21, 2011 That was a funny read Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Teal Posted March 21, 2011 Report Share Posted March 21, 2011 That's a cracking read, so the big question I guess is have you had any luck (or perhaps more interestingly misfortune) since? The bad days make the good ones all the more satisfying Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lordhardup Posted March 21, 2011 Author Report Share Posted March 21, 2011 That's a cracking read, so the big question I guess is have you had any luck (or perhaps more interestingly misfortune) since? The bad days make the good ones all the more satisfying I have been out a couple of y=times since. the first time the farmere called me up and told me where the pigeons were, great I said, I will be there tomorrow. Got all set up and alnog comes the same farmer, who then decides to chop down the trees behind me, so never got a pigeon to come near. Couldnt moan at him, his is a very STRANGE bloke and didnt want to risk a falling out. Solution, got another field with a different farmer that I had built some furniture for. "You can shoot from the road side to that there tree line" So I spent the week watching hundres of birds flying over the fields, couldnt wait for the weekend. But a lack and alass, when I set up all the birds were in the field oppersite and would they come and visit.... no, no,no Not a bloody one. But undaunted, I have today been to yet another field, belonging to another farmer. A good hundred plus birds sitting eating his rape tips.BUUUUUUT they are a bit too close to the housing estate. So I might have to resort to shooting them with an air rifle. Dont want to upset the neighbours. However, this field is over 3/4 of a mile long and has some pigeons at the other end. Have already spotted a couple of good places to set up a hide. All looks good bt I cant get out till the weekend after next. Every thing comes to he who waits. ATB Clynt. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cranfield Posted March 21, 2011 Report Share Posted March 21, 2011 Iv read this before Posted 17 January 2011 - 10:02 PM Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Teal Posted March 22, 2011 Report Share Posted March 22, 2011 But undaunted, I have today been to yet another field, belonging to another farmer. A good hundred plus birds sitting eating his rape tips.BUUUUUUT they are a bit too close to the housing estate. So I might have to resort to shooting them with an air rifle. Dont want to upset the neighbours. However, this field is over 3/4 of a mile long and has some pigeons at the other end. Have already spotted a couple of good places to set up a hide. All looks good bt I cant get out till the weekend after next. Every thing comes to he who waits. ATB Clynt. In situations such as this the best bet is to 'bag off' parts of the field, by putting plastic bags on sticks or bamboo canes on areas which you don't want the birds to land, this will help to push the birds down to the end of the field where you can shoot them. Good luck and keep us posted - don't forget to pick up the sticks and bags at the end of the day! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lordhardup Posted March 22, 2011 Author Report Share Posted March 22, 2011 In situations such as this the best bet is to 'bag off' parts of the field, by putting plastic bags on sticks or bamboo canes on areas which you don't want the birds to land, this will help to push the birds down to the end of the field where you can shoot them. Good luck and keep us posted - don't forget to pick up the sticks and bags at the end of the day! Thanks Teal. I would never had thought of that, I will try that the nextt time I am out. Will let you know how I get on. ATB Clynt. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bakerboy Posted March 28, 2011 Report Share Posted March 28, 2011 And if you still have to carry lots of heavy equipment across the field, I have a collapsable whellbarrow (carp porter) for sale in the Other sales section £25.00 or swop for a magnetic stick (well you have to try don't you). Anyway good luck with shooting it will all come together soon. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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