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…

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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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How to choose clothes for hunting?
Every hunter knows how important it is to choose the right equipment. And it is not so much about weapons or accessories, but about clothes and shoes. Choosing a hunting…

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Boar Hunting in the Penza Region

We hunted in the Penza region. But this is not important. The same could happen when hunting for a wild boar and in any other locality, or, as they say now, a subject of the Federation. Unlike Moscow, where it was raining, there was snow at Penza at the end of November and, according to Dahl, rejuvenated. The snow was three inches, and the temperature stood at minus fifteen. From the evening we stopped at the base, trampled the room, sat at the table. As usual. In the morning, the thermometer markedly passed – it dropped to minus twenty-three (I’ll say right away that it did not get warmer by evening, but, on the contrary, it became colder to twenty-eight). Continue reading

Hunting for white partridges
Upon arrival in the hunting area, local hunters or best collective farmers who go to pick berries should be questioned, where the swamps are located and what areas they are…

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Hunting game in the Tver region
And on a beautiful spring morning, after loading the equipment into the old Terrano, to the accompaniment of bird trills, we set off on the road. Our path lies to…

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Boar Hunting in the Penza Region
We hunted in the Penza region. But this is not important. The same could happen when hunting for a wild boar and in any other locality, or, as they say…

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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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