I’ve been an airgun hunter most of my life, and over the years have been lucky enough to gather plenty of permissions to stalk through. Some of them are absolute beauties, enabling me to shoot just about every airgun quarry species available.
However, I’ve always taken the view that I wouldn’t shoot something unless I was going to eat it, or it was doing harm as a pest. Taking such a high and mighty view is much easier when you have plenty of places and things to shoot. But it wasn’t always that way. Like everyone else, I started many years ago without any permissions.
Eventually though I got one, a five-acre field bordered by houses, a train line, a smallholding
