AS WE crested the low grassy ridge we saw, through the scattered gums separating us from the open paddock beyond, a mob of maybe a dozenand-a-half young deer. It was good to see that they were very relaxed; some feeding, some bedded. About 50 metres further away to the right, a similar mob had settled. There was a mixture of does, fawns and spikers, which would all be fine eating if we could just grass a couple!
OVERHEAD it was mostly heavy cloud; air temperature was chilly, with occasional very light drizzle. Overall, pretty good for hunting. We used the available cover to get within about 300 metres, at which point I thought it was too risky to crawl any closer.
We had already expended a fair bit of boot leather for this shooting opportunity, having walked for about an hour without
