That pheasant certainly done us a favour, gave the ginger away.
I was scanning the hedge row when all of a sudden you were semi whispering "it's in the field, it's in the field".
I dialled back the optic and there he was sat looking at us in the long grass.
I Lined up the cross hairs on its bib then squeezed the trigger, then thud job done.
It's was a good first fox for the 308 & the momento will be hanging from the brass.
Dropped the land owner a text and the old boy was over the moon.
Think your right in saying start baiting up, will be worth while to s