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Deer in boar society

What most warms the soul of the avid hunter after the season ended and the gun permanently sheathed? Naturally, the memories of the very-very, what happened during the last trips to the beast. Personally, I especially remember the deer hunting in December last year in the hunting farm “Variant”. It all started with the fact that in the morning, at six o’clock (for hunters this is not an early time), senior ranger Ivan Ivanovich called me and invited me to participate in deer hunting. With great pleasure I agree. I propose to make a company to a good, reliable comrade (they take only these for hunting, as well as to the mountains) – hunter Nikolay.

At the appointed time, we meet with Ivan Ivanovich at the appointed place and go to the hunting grounds. All, of course, elated mood. We talk a lot, noisy, more often about nothing. Only Ivan Ivanovich is serious and stubbornly guarantees that the opportunity to shoot at a deer today will be. Secretly creep in doubt: how does he know? Is it possible to guarantee the result of the hunt? But if there are guarantees, we begin to plan how we will take out as many as two deer in a passenger car. After all, even the horns will not fit into it. In general, there is no limit to fantasy. This mood is only on the hunt.

Finally, we stop, we define tactics. I move on, about three hundred meters. I walk slowly and very, very quietly. The slightest noise is excluded – after all, the beast can lie very close and it is easy to scare him. And here is the playground! Step, another step. I see, in front of the bushes, a pig is rising with four piglets and slowly goes into the forest. I stand and watch. Suddenly, a shackle jumps up very close and freezes in place. Large, with large fangs, with raised stubble on the back, stands, like a host, in the rays of the setting sun and listens. I also do not move, I want to extend the moment. The boar quickly calculated the uninvited guest and retreated to his family.

I climbed the tower – a house mounted at a height of five meters. And which! Such a summer resident would envy. Made of chiseled round logs, three windows, no slits anywhere. Any blizzard is not terrible. Inside – a table and a wide couch.

I take binoculars and start exploring the neighborhood. Close to the tower there are two troughs with grain, further two more, also with grain. To the left – a large trough with potatoes, in the middle – a trough with something red. So it’s carrots, and even chopped. The menu, it should be noted, is excellent, almost like in a restaurant.

I peer into the forest, I see – two piglets appeared, then two more. They stand, listen. One is separated and runs to the trough, followed by the rest.

Very cautiously goes mother. On the left, in a chain, one after another, seven adult boars come up. And here is another mother with six piglets. More … I count more than twenty. Very interesting to watch. There is an hour, the second, the third. The boars had dinner and began to lay their packs together, huddled close to each other, who walked from the trough to the trough, who simply stood still for hours on guard. Awesome sight.

And suddenly the alarm: the boar makes a loud peculiar sound. All his fellows instantly run off to one side of the site and freeze. Enviable discipline. But what scared them? Are wolves? They are not uncommon in these forests. I peer and discern a shade in the forest that looks like a bush. No, the “bush” has moved, and in its place a deer clearly loomed. Distance and visibility allow you to shoot, but for this you need to turn to the right by fifty degrees. How to do this without the slightest noise? After all, a deer even hears a broken match in quiet weather at a distance of one hundred meters. And here in his company there are still more than twenty boars – everyone stands and listens too. It is worth at least one to give an alarm – and all this menagerie will instantly disappear.

Slowly turning, my heart is beating, almost escaping from the chest, adrenaline is injected, probably, in liters, and in the consciousness of the plea: “Wait a little longer, do not go away.” The turn is over, smoothly lifting the carabiner, I can clearly see the beast in an optical sight. Shot. The platform was empty, it became quiet to ringing in the ears.

Huntsmen drive up, congratulations on the prey. According to tradition, I take out of the backpack it is clear that … For an accurate shot!

Nikolai drives up. He also got a deer. Mutual greetings. The four of them uploaded my car and drove it to the city. Come for the second. When it began to get light, it turned out that two peasants could not load a good deer into the car. Began to use all methods and devices. Remembered science: and physics, and theoretical mechanics, and iron oxide. With great difficulty downloaded. When it dawned, they could barely stand on their feet for fatigue. But how many emotions!

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