Fox hunting in february
Finally managed to go hunting. It snowed for two days, the roads were blocked, so there was no way to go, I just did not take a chance on the road to hunt. I left, however, for dinner, I thought for a long time to go or not))
Fox hunting with a dog
There was a lot of snow, as it should be in February. Usually in Astrakhan you will not see snow in winter, but this year the weather pleased, about two weeks ago the snow fell, and each time it becomes more and more, and in two days a lot of rain fell, at least according to Astrakhan standards.
Because of this kind of weather, the foxes hid in holes and pipes, so my father and I only followed the foxes, and the hunt was also closed on January 31. Now I regret that such snow did not fall in January.
Literally in half an hour we found a pipe in which there was obviously a fox, we could see on the trail that she had gone out, walked 50 meters and came back, apparently uncomfortable for her, she was out of the pipe)). But there was a problem, one end of the pipe was littered with a meter layer of snow, so I had to dig it out with my feet and hands, it took about ten minutes.
And as soon as we dug out the entrance to the pipe, we let our joker Terrier Nick go there. I was waiting with a gun on the other side. A minute later I saw a fox’s tail and was surprised at this, I thought that the fox would come out of the hall, but she did not come out, after a few seconds Niki’s tail appeared from the pipe, then I was even more surprised, because they managed to turn both of them there, and already the dog was with the other end of the pipe. I all stood and waited for the fox to run out after all, then decided to go up and see what was going on there, but it turned out that Nick grabbed the fox by the neck and pulled it out of the pipe. I walked over and crushed the fox with my foot so that you could remove the dog and get the fox.
Without lingering on this, we moved on, because there was little time. Already by 5 o’clock we had to leave. Walking along this water run, my father noticed that someone was feeding under the trees, we thought it was probably the fox who was looking for phoenics, but my father decided to take a look and went, or rather, climbed the snow in the water rung, he was there above the belt, and i stayed upstairs. As soon as he approached this hole, two pheasants flew out from there, it was so unexpected that I didn’t even immediately shoot, when it dawned on me, they were already flying over the branches of trees, I shot, but didn’t kill, my father was also in shock, therefore, he fired when they practically disappeared behind the trees. I watched their flight and saw where the chicken sat, it flew about 150 meters and sat in the next water run. We went for it. My father went on one side, I went on the other. She was under the branches and her father beat her through them already. Apparently, I still hurt her, because she could not take off and fought on the branches.