It has been a while since I tried something new. It was a welcome change when I got an invitation to join Simon Whitehead for a day of ferreting in North Yorkshire. I have never been ferreting: this was to be my crash course in this rare art form. I didn’t know what to expect but I can tell you I was pretty excited. I should point out, however, leaving my house in field gear but without a gun or rifle felt strange.
I met Simon a couple of miles from the ground, not far from Scotch Corner. We drove into the site together in Arctic conditions with hailstones not far behind. As we got close to the open moor, I was not expecting the