So I head over to the same spot. Bit earlier this time. Had a HFT comp in the morning, nothing serious, so went after that. Shot the recoiling class, but took me HM for the field afterwards.
Thought I'd set up again with me rifle, Scout stick and bean bag. Anything in front at the warren, was dead on me zero. Super. Not a sasuage. Everything popped its head out from along the fence so there all taken standing using the post as a support. Just the 4, but there all decent size, and I'm slowerly chipping away at them. Could of had 5 with the last one at 40'ish paces, but gave to much hold over and clipped the base of the ear... it knew about it too. Shifted like a stabbed rat.
Got a bit snappy happy before hand
F'kin cows wouldn't get lost.