The crow hovered on the breeze for a moment, choosing its place to land in the grass before dropping in among the others already picking around in the sheep field. This one, however, had decided to land a little closer to me with nothing but open grass behind it. As it paused, its beady eye scanning for danger, I placed the red box of the laser rangefinder around it and recorded a range of 115m.
It settled down and began to strut around, searching for bugs among the sheep droppings as I slipped behind the rifle and lined it up in the scope. At this distance the crows clearly felt no threat from my truck parked on the farm track; they were used to seeing vehicles moving about or parked up, as well as the
