After the mornings success, we cruised the tops for a bit cursing the wind as it was not in our favour in a lot of faces we would have liked to hunt, we bumped a group of nice looking bucks which was cool to watch (we were on a promise not to shoot bucks at this time of year with the land owner).
We managed to spot a group of deer feeding down a face 2 ridges away from us and they were being pretty static working slowly down hill whilst staying out in the open.
We decided to see if we could put a sneak on and get within shooting range.
We got to the ridge opposite the deer and ranged them at over 900 yards..... to far for us especially with the wind constantly shifting.
We looked at what would be required to get closer and it was gonna be a long steep walk but the contours looked promising enough to kep us hidden, so we went ultra light 1 rifle, 1 knife, 1 set of binos and a range finder.
We set off down hill at a steady pace keeping out of sight from the mob, we quickly closed 300 yards on them and stopped to check what they were up to, it wasn't great something was spooking them they weren't looking so calm and were starting to get jittery every cloud that blew over bringing them in and out of shadow seemed to put the shits up them, every gust of wind seemed to put them on edge and then just like that they were gone melting into the matagouri they had been skirting.
We were skunked, we slowly came to terms with that and decided even though we knew where they were roughly with the wind constantly changing it wasn't worth the effort of trying to chase them any further. We slowly made our way back up the ridge tails between our legs but confident there would be better opportunities on a more sheltered face.
Once back with our gear we decided to hunker down out of the wind for a brew and re group for an afternoon hunt so Ryan could christen his new Bergara.
Nothing like a hot cuppa to clear the head, we were feeling re charged and ready to go.
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