Countrymans Diary

The Russian

The story of a hunting journey.

Due to Alex replacing his phone a few years ago the original pictures are lost, but we feel these are nice to look at too.

Alex is A Russian born hunter now living in the UK, His English is not perfect and nor is ours, he’ll fit right in..

Read his bio here:Link.

The Beginning.
In spring of 2011 I’ve remembered a very old skill I had from the moment I was a kid. I’ve done a few carvings/engravings sort of things on my and my fathers 12G shotguns. So I went to a local hunting/fishing shop and bought myself a air rifle in .177 cal with the wooden stock.

And guess what I did first, that is right I’ve engraved a bird of prey on the right side of the stock. It came out actually not bad, but looking back now it was very ruff! LOL Next thing I did, I went back to the shop and showed it to the owner who was quiet impressed by that work…

So we started chatting and by the end of this chat I ended up with the invite for a afternoon stalk after roe buck also what I didn’t realise is that was a start of great friendship and
I’ve made myself a friend for life! The 31st of July 2011 I was out after a roe buck.

The evening started very well as we were sneaking through the woods we’ve spotted couple fallow deer grazing on the side of the woodland and left them alone. After about 45 min of very slow stalk we walked up on the beautiful 3Ha field surrounded with the woods. In the far left corner I could see a double highseat and that exactly where we went. My English wasn’t as good as it is now but we still manged to talk about many things (of course
hunting mainly). Then, just before 8 pm a beautiful 7 points roe buck stepped out on the other side of the field about 125 meters in front of us. My friend didn’t see it first and I was the one who brought his attention to it, So he passed the rifle in to my hands and said: “Nice and easy, take your time Alex…”
I’ve position the rifle on to the shooting rail, for my eye to the scope. The crosshair of the scope was very shaky and was struggling to keep it still on the target. In about 15-20 seconds I was happy to take the shoot, so I did…
Bang and Pop!!!

The buck reacted perfectly, jumped in the air and kicked his back legs up. He ran for about 15-20 meters and dropped on the ground. My friend was shivering like a leaf, but funny enough I wasn’t at all. We gave it 10 min before approaching the beast. While we were walking towards the buck I was thinking:
“That is unusually long 120 meters I’ve ever walked in my life!”
It wasn’t my best shot, but to be fair I haven’t held a rifle in my hands for over 12 years. I’ve carried the carcass to the truck and and we went home.
I’ll never forget this day, this experience and all those emotions I had. That was the beginning of my hunting journey in UK, which is still continues.

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