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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
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. Continue reading
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 at night, and secondly, it’s not just a boar, but a beast that I haven’t seen in my rather large practice. For three nights in a row, he goes out to my tower at the same time, walks in circles, snorts, cracks with branches, but is not substituted for the shot. However, today I prepared a surprise, and he must make a mistake. But everything is in order. Continue reading
