Siting yet another Saturday morning out on a driven hunt – high just beneath the snowy mountain peaks. It is cold and the sun is rising slowly. Valley is far down in the fog – still sleeping. Sound of a lonely hound is distant but coming closer.
I can hear them now - many steps breaking the snow – they are coming. Shot cracks on my right and steps turn behind the ridge, rising up the slope – away from me.
But - behold – they are turning left – now I can see them high underneath the rocks – 20 or more of them passing the gully – guys above begin to deliver, echo of shots rise and fall on the mountain slopes – suddenly it is all over...not quite - lonely steps coming down - there he is broken hind leg makes his run staggering. I am following him over open sights on my Merkel – now he is parallel - bright red covers his chests and at the bang he stops – still up – fast another one – he is still up – fast reload – aim at the base of the neck – boom – hesitating he lays down in the cold snowy bed.



Wish you AR guys and all yours a Merry Christmas and all the best in the coming year.

Very nice moufflon and nice story

love the way you have put the big picture in, so you ca see the area.

Congratulations and merry Christmas

Waidmannsheil !
Nice Mouflon.

Seloushunter

Weidmannsheil Mouse. I always enjoy your stories and your pictures!

- mike

Waidmannsheil Mouse

Chapeu, a fine one, Mouse93