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T3 foxing on a cold winters night


garyb
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Well...

 

When Stealth Stalker offered me the chance to join him with the T3 and lamp for an evening’s predator control, I wasn’t going to argue!

 

We set out wrapped up warm, as it was a night with a cold wind and not a cloud in the sky which was brilliantly lit by the near full moon... Probably not the best foxing weather

 

The fields were soaking wet, but no trouble for the old series 3 landy....

 

We drove the 1st couple of fields, scouring the hedge lines, squeaking and looking for anything foxy, a few bunny’s and even woodcock were disturbed but no sign of Reynard, so we sat up for probably around 20 mins and suddenly there were those tell tell eyes looking right back at the lamp.

 

He was in some thick cover, and probably just a bit too far away for SS to get sight of him to get the shot off, so we squeaked and squeaked but he wasn’t interested ... But like all shooting, the moment we weren’t paying attention there was the opportunity... and we missed it ! He had moved round and was no more than 100 yards now.. but in our haste to get the lamp and rifle set up again he was off..damn

 

We called that one a loss and moved on to the 2nd field... No more than 10 feet into the field and with the first shine of the lamp, there were those eyes again.. This time the fox was just inside the dip of a hill, again squeaking was doing nothing for us, and he moved off before SS could get that 100% safe shot he was looking for.

 

It’s funny how things go.. we were thinking 3rd time lucky when we saw another set of eyes in the woods, but once again.. not interested and then the eyes disappeared like someone turned off the light switch, perhaps they were now getting a bit lamp shy?

 

We moved on.. up the hill to the next piece of land – which turned out to be

a) our biggest mistake & :rolleyes: a great decision all rolled in one!

 

After getting the landy stuck for around 15 mins, and having to dig and push it out we were thinking this was all a bad idea. So we turned back the way we came, rifle and lamp ready to go

 

On with the lamp.... Stop, what’s that ?

 

We could see the eyes... but what was it? Looks foxy, but... SS thinks to small probably a cat.. ? We sat up for around 20 mins squeaking & arguing over what it was, & doing everything we could to get the “object†to show some more of itself in SS’s scope.. but no it wasn’t playing ball. Even an “Oi†from SS did nothing and still the eyes were looking back at us... We still had no idea what it was ?!?!

The decision was made to move the truck a little way closer for a better look at the risk of spooking it, as soon as the lamp went back on SS knew exactly what we were now looking at, and the shot rang out... Dog fox #1 in the bag ! amazing what a difference a few feet makes in the scope.

 

We continued round the permission lamping and squeaking, when we finally arrived back in the same position where we had seen the 1st fox of the evening... But this time he was just as far away again... This was the one chance and we were not going to miss it. SS took the T3 in hand... ****** missed it, and with that shot, went SS’s 100% record with the new rifle hehe (you had to miss at some point mate)

 

All I can say is that he certainly made up with it on the next shot.. We saw those eyes again this time in the middle of a ploughed field.. Just sitting there.. Must have been a good 150 yards. We tried to call him in.. but again we proved that Hert’s fox’s are indeed deaf

 

SS announced he was happy with the shot, and proceeded to get into position.. There was never any question of him missing this one, even at that range and sure enough Dog fox #2 was in the back of the landy!!

 

A cracking night, and I can’t wait to get the invite to join him again – cheers mate here are a couple of pics...

 

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Good write up Gary, what you forgot to mention was how the foxes seemed to be hiding from us, the first one peering over the warren giving me just his ears to aim at, and the 2nd fox lying down 150 yds away, we tried everything to try & get them to show themselves short of running up to them & kicking them up in to the air :blush:

 

I was particularly pleased with the 2nd shot as all he was showing me was the top 6 inches of his head :blush:

 

It was lucky I had the ferreting spade in the back of the Landy otherwise we would have been well & truly stuck :lol:

 

This foxing lark is infectious.

 

Cheers for all the replies lads :devil:

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