Skein by skein by skein

For the past 10 years or so, I have had the great pleasure of introducing my son, Neil, progressively to the sport of shooting. From the age of eight he has graduated from .410 to 20-bore, and thanks to the uninhibited attitude and natural timing of youth, he is quite a good shot.

I’ve had the vicarious thrill of seeing him kill his first pigeon, pheasant, mallard, woodcock, grouse, teal and even rabbit. But his education in relation to wildfowling in general, and to geese in particular, was far from complete as none of my posts had enabled us to live near to or visit the