Somewhere between the last mouthful of breakfast and the second spent round of the day, I began pondering quite how much stalking differs when in the company of a guide. I was enjoying my annual trip to stalk fallow with a friend in South Lincolnshire, one of the few times this year I’ve tailed another person in pursuit of deer rather than go it alone. It had me thinking — how can we get the most from such outings?
A stalk is a series of decisions; the dynamic changes when you’re not the one making them. For many of us, the appeal of stalking as a solitary activity is tied to the sense of escapism. We
