The partridges came whirring over at all heights and from several directions, looking like a swarm of bees against the blue sky. There were so many that it must have been confusing for any seasoned Gun, let alone a novice.
There were excited yelps from some of the onlookers as more and more birds appeared. The 15-year-old boy in front of me shot two good birds in succession. Further down the line, I saw a 16-year-old girl dropping partridges in great style.
It’s not often that you can see the future, but I think I caught a glimpse of it on this BASC Young Shots day on the Whitfield Estate in Northumberland. When I was a boy, you tended to get into shooting only because somebody in your family shot. And unless you were born into the
