I arrived at the fields and parked up, less than a couple of miles from home so it was a relaxed evening. I set off up the first hedge row and had just started to get into "stalk" mode when out of the wheat a bloody deer legged it.

I slowly made my way over the rise and there he was, right at the edge of the wood, he was about 120 yards away but making his was down the edge of the woods. I stopped and as I did so he casualy entered the woods and melted away into the darkness.
I decided to wait and see if he would come out again, I settled down and had a smoke, the wind was in my face and gently blowing my scent (and the cigs sent) away from the woods and back towards the road, perfect. I waited for about 10 minutes or so and then as I was looking round with the bins in the field behind me I saw a set of ears and a pair of antlers over the wheat. Another Buck was on the move, I made a decision to try and stalk this one but it would be very difficult as there was little to no cover and I was going to be siloueted against the skyline as I approached him. I set off and very very slowly made my way towards him, nothing, I continued and arrived at the wood, still nothing, he might have moved into the next field, if so I had a good chance. :) As I rounded the last contour I could see that he had gone, there is only 1 bush between me and the next hedgerow now, so thats stalk over, just as I thought this who should step out from behind the bush but Mr Roe and his Doe!

I returned to the van and in the setting sun I looked around me, in front of me I had two fields of brilliant yellow rape, behind me several wheat fields boarded by a wood and to my right the North Sea, life could be worse I thought, I could live in the middle of Birmingham! :lol: