A story about boar hunting
The fourth night I sit on the tower, the guard of the boar. Just today I have to get it. Yes, today, and this particular boar. Firstly, I am leaving…

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Behind the seal
The White Sea abounds in a sea beast. The hunter’s prey is often the white whale, the ringed seal, the sea hare. In the throat of the White Sea, it…

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Hunting for grouse broods
Spaniel works as a shuttle, evenly searching the clearing, then to the right, then to your left. But then the dog stopped, the tail started to work with a propeller,…

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drag it in front of him

Small Bear

The boat was unloaded and equipment was dragged to a low coastal terrace fifteen meters from the water. In the stern of the boat there was only a can of oil and eleven charges of BSA of 303 caliber (7.7 mm) under an English army cartridge. A double-barrel in a case lay under bag packs on the shore and the little TOZ-8 leaned against the boxes tightly against the boxes.

Throwing the last bale off his shoulder, Yuri sat down on him and brushed sweat from his forehead with his hand. Montury was already sitting on the boxes closer to the water and breathing loudly after hard work. Continue reading

Raccoon hunting in november

That day finally came when I was able to go hunting. Before that, I could not because of work, but free days came and I did not hesitate. I agreed with my father and my brother’s spouse, we decided to go after the hare. In the evening I went to bed with the hope of a good day, I also thought that if it snowed, it would be great. And when I woke up and went outside, I was pleasantly surprised – there was snow on the street, the first one this fall, but it was already melting, so I wasn’t particularly happy because I knew what awaits us on the hunt in this weather. Continue reading

Stuffed bird

Early autumn with a red brush over the gardens and foothills. But summer reminded of another hot afternoon. On one of these days, the elder brother stood at the front door with an old shotgun over his shoulder.

– Get ready! Let’s go hunting …

What is there to gather? He pulled on his patched trousers. I put a slingshot in my bosom just in case. Here’s more bread to take … Yes, at home, not a bit Continue reading

My forest life
If he was born in a forest village and from childhood he listened to the sound of the forest, the talk of fast rivers and streams, you simply cannot imagine…

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"Delusion" on the fox
Nowadays, with the spread of trophy hunting for large animals, hunting for pests and fox in particular has faded into the background, and only enthusiasts of their work continue to…

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Russian Borzoi Hunting
At the entrance to their hunting territory I was greeted by absolutely white Russian greyhounds, who treated me like the closest relative. As if they knew me for many years.…

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Hunting a hare with a penguin
Our hunt for a hare is still more individual. Pens are not used, and therefore purely German use in this form of continental poles is hardly advisable, and ineffective. The…

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