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Stag Hunting, Invercauld Estate, Scotland, October 2010

A very happy Joerg!	On Wednesday, Max, Young Max, and Juela went out. Young Max scored his first stag at the tender age of 16.	Thursday, 14 October. I am again third behind Joerg ][ and Phillip.
Nature is wondrous (yes there are real colors!)	Joerg ][ gets his stag!	Peter & Phillip crawl down a burn for an approach to a stag calling from the valley below.
Phillip, Peter and Phillip's stag	Looking over the hills of Scotland	The Gamekeeper Liam's house. It was our base of operations. We hiked to it on foot by the end of the day.
Peter & I surprised these two Stagies (young male Red Deer, not matured yet) on the way down a hill. This is 5x zom, so we were quite close (less than 100 yards). The Stagies just looked at us, then browsed some food and walked off.	2 pounds of pressure... applied to the trigger woud be all it would take to end the life of this gorgeous herd stag. He was too young and vital to cull, so I had to let him go. Almost as good as having the trophy on the wall, right? I keep telling myself that over and over as I remember holding the crosshair on this gorgeous 14 pointer...	Look at him, lord of his domain.
Nice herd of hinds, no?	Friday, 15 October: We stalk up the hills again. Peter leads Dieter, Myself and Bernd on our 3rd day on the hill.	Over 500 yards away, these beasts flushed away from us when they caught our scent on the fickle winds. If hunting was easy, everybody would do it, right?
More climbing...	Gorgeous scenery awaits you. Damn windy though	Sun in the corrie
Sun in the corrie	Dieter & Peter stalk a beast that just came over the hill, 400 yards away. He was a welcome surprise...	I arrive to look over Dieter's stag.
Dieter's stag	Happy!	Peter & Cliff confer on hauling critters down.
No sooner than Dieter had shot when Peter dropped his pack again, grabbed the rifle and he and I set off up the hill to chase more stags. I left nearly everything behind, only taking my binoculars.	Creeping down the hill, we came upon a huge herd with many good stags. I had a great 12 pointer in the crosshairs, when Peter calls out "the one 3 to the right..." I said "I have the good one" He replied "the one 3 to the right" so I took a nice 8-pointer and that was that.	Me, My Stag, and the Sako
Ghillieing my stag down the hill. A Ghillie is a person who fetches animals and gets them back to the gamekeeper for slaughter.	Cliff with my stag on the quad bike. He's off to fetch Dieter's stag further back in the valley now.	On my way back I had seen a large herd of stags across the valley. I manouvered to intercept them and was rewarded with this huge stag, who watched me for a while as his herd of 50 or so hinds caught up. They moved out past me. What a thrill to see!