With hounds at the end of the season
Most hunters do not practically hunt ungulates here. Such a hunt is associated with many conditions that are not suitable for everyone. First of all, considerable financial expenses are required, and they are compensated very little even in case of a successful completion of a busy day.
But many people, even by their character, do not like pen hunting for a large animal, when usually one or two out of ten participants can be shot. They do not like and almost stand for hours on the room, but never see the beast. They prefer, alone or with a few friends, to send a hound into the grove, and then successfully become a manhole and get instead of a boar or deer just a hare, sometimes a fox. It happens that people, so to speak, to “one dog” is going more. And then you need to organize them so that everyone listened to a good rut, and someone finished the action with a scoring mark. I want to tell about such a specific hunt in the middle of January.
Hunter guests gathered decently, and, probably, not every one of them could imagine how not only a hare could be found in the forest, but also to be from him at a distance of a shot. Obtain a fox, it seems, very few people hoped. Only the confident behavior of the organizers inspired hope for success.
They deliberated briefly. In their opinion, the traditional way of hunting remained the only possible way – to wait for the dogs to catch the hare on the shooting line. Only in our case, every hunter standing in his room was limited in his movements. It was impossible to adjust to the rut so that he could intercept the animal himself: everyone was too close to each other.
“And you don’t need to move at all,” Vladimir Ivanovich said. – The beast is now, at the end of the season, full-grown, experienced, very careful – it will never come out on a person if it notes …
It is clear that any careless movement of a hunter, even dressed in a white camouflage, will immediately give it away.
Joseph Romualdovich led to arrange the shooters along the long glade of the forest massif, and the racers, together with their pets, went to its edge, from where they were going to let the hounds out.
It must be said that very often something interferes with listening to a real rut. Yes, it is on a clear frosty day in the echoing pine forest of rut heard loud and majestic organ music. But it is worth changing the weather – and all is lost. A slightly obscure mist haze will pop up, and the sounds start to bite, spread in it – for a couple of hundred meters you can barely hear.
It happened this time, just for another reason. On a gray windless day with the easiest frost, it was well heard in the silent forest, therefore, outside sounds were constantly distracting and alarming. Other hounds also worked on the sidelines, and soon there were several shots. The sound of crashing and screaming at a distant sawmill interfered with listening
However, only the hounds owners could truly understand their voices, distinguishing them from others and understanding what trail of the beast they had found.
And it was not easy to do. After the thaw, the snow was crushed, covered with a crust – a fresh trace on it was hardly imprinted. Try to find a hare lying somewhere under the tree or a bush of juniper, who made more than one discount before laying. When the dog slowly walked through the snow, he held it, but as soon as it accelerated, it began to fall, it could quickly hurt its paws about such “sandpaper”.
However, soon the “noise” bunny slipped so carefully between two arrows that they noticed him too late. And for the better: not disturbed in vain by a shot at the maximum distance.
Long minutes of waiting again stretched. Standing in the woods in good weather is easy and not boring, but still – until a certain time. First, as if you get used to a new place, you look around, you remember some features in the forest monotony, which are necessary for the business: suitable, in your opinion, progals for the appearance of the beast and convenient directions for the shot. Then you start to listen … You start even from a sudden cry of a crow, and even more so from the crunch of a branch in front of you. Finally, an hour later, and even more so two, a complete calm and uncertainty are finally annoying – you begin not only to move, but also to look out to your neighbors by numbers … True, usually at that time you hear the release.
This time everything went faster. Soon there were the hounds, who have not found anyone yet. Without the owners not immediately, but still managed to set one on the trail half an hour ago slipped hare.
Now it has become much more fun. The hiding man buried himself in the ground and disappeared behind the trees. Only his bass voice was clearly heard over and over again …
Again, all alert and turned in the other direction. And not in vain. Fifteen minutes later, a shot rang out, and in half a minute – the second. It was not like a slip, apparently, I had to pick it up.