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Mud Island

England: the land of milk and honey, and mud. Welcome to the English countryside. Ladies and gentlemen stroll the high street in Burberry jackets and Dubarry boots, there were designated bridleways for woodland gallops, shoots feature high-flying pheasants, and everyone owns a working cocker-spaniel. Same place, different year. Once again, […]

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A Russian Spring

While springtime hunts in the European Union are facing the legislative mill one after the other, countries still remain where hunters can enjoy the brief pleasures that come with the end of winter. We were headed for the Russian taiga, where cock fights were taking place al fresco rather than […]

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Viva la Monteria!

It is to Spain what a battue is to France – a tradition. We were off to discover a Monteria, a hunting method that is sometimes condemned, through ignorance. The last weekend in February marks the end of the driven hunting season for big game on the Iberian Peninsula. These […]

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A very special connection

After a bad last year I needed new energy to recharge my batteries. I was desperately looking for ways to gather new strength for the year ahead. The only question was how? Whenever I did poorly in a class test, even though I had studied so hard for it, or […]

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At Home in the Highlands

The landscape’s burnt orange hues reminded me of either an alpine moose meadow in late September/early October or the rusty appearance of Kodiak Island on a fall bear hunt. The bare, rolling landscape resembled both the Arctic tundra and the badlands of southern Alberta. Yet, no caribou nor mule deer […]

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A muskrat hunt

For decades the small game hunts were a perfect cure for the spring solstice. Some kind of ease accompanying them helped to absorb all the wealth of pictures, sounds and scents the nature, now waking up after the winter slumber, wanted to share. But with time and more law restrictions […]

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Seaside Holiday – Hunter Style

Creeping through the marsh which reeked of brackish stasis, we closed the distance between ourselves and the two boar. These boar, along with red, fallow, and roe deer, were what we were after on this hunting trip along the northern German coastline. Standing a mere 20 metres from the preoccupied […]

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The Cross-Border Izard

Between Spain and France, the Pyrenees Mountain Range acts as both a natural and legal border. Depending whether you stand on the south-facing side or the north-facing slopes of these vertiginous summits, the status of the fauna is different. Not only izard live here. It was no sooner than eight […]

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