Then they were too big for the rabbit hutch. And this was the part I was really worried about. How was I going to keep 18 pheasants in my back garden until it was time to take them to their release pen? After various discussions, J offered to convert our open fronted bike shed into a pheasant pen. As before,… Read more »
I had 43 tiny fluffy chicks, now what? Obviously I had spent the last couple of months reading up how to look after them, but most websites are either about breeding at least hundreds, or assume you have barns/large amounts of space whereas I was going to be doing the first 8 weeks in my back garden! Given my space… Read more »
This has been a long journey, starting way back in February when a friend suggested, very firmly, that I wanted to get an incubator and hatch my own pheasants. Apparently I did, and after a search on ebay I bought the cheapest incubator I could find that held a significant number of eggs (well, I don’t do things half heartedly!)… Read more »
I have had a lot of things that I’ve been up to on and off, before lockdown started, and I haven’t really got round to writing about it, but have an awful lot of photos. I was going to put all of it in one post, but having gone through my pictures I realised that I was going to struggle… Read more »
A storm was brewing….so what better things to spend a weekend doing than mending the fence (before the storm!), roost shooting and wildfowling. A last minute invitation had us heading to the marsh first thing Saturday. J and I spread out along the South edge while A headed to the far corner. Another wildfowler was further to the west. I… Read more »
Last weekend was busy with the last main shoot of the season and the BASC Ladies Introduction to Wildfowling course that I’d been asked to go along to. Saturday was beautiful – the proper crisp, clear winter day, something we just haven’t had enough of this winter. Last shoot day, Myr was allowed to sit on a lead during one… Read more »
Over Christmas J was ill for the whole time we had off, so there were a number of times that I took Myr out on my own. We mixed up going to the wood, the seawall/marsh and the beach. The wood and seawall are quite similar in that the focus is on returning when asked, walking to heel off the… Read more »
I’ve been trying to write this post for a while, but I’ve been struggling with exactly what to say. I had a bit of a funny morning, leading up to the course. I had booked the whole day off work with an idea to have a relaxing morning to myself and be able to have plenty of time before the… Read more »
The last several months have been so busy, that the plan for this weekend was to have no plans, and just see where the weekend took us. Given that Saturday was the last opportunity for wildfowling without a stupidly early alarm clock, I set it for 5.50 (still before 6am but only 40 minutes earlier than a normal weekday), and… Read more »