The deployed Spypoint Flex-S camera watches the feeder from a new position. Compared to before, it’s now moved from the side of the feeder facing the stand to the far side of the small stream and a bit further away, so it covers a larger area and is also better concealed. On top of that,…
Wonderful weather for landscaping work. During this operation, the Stihl MSA 300 C battery-powered chainsaw earned top marks. Alongside being strong enough (3kWh) to fell trunks even a meter in diameter, its quiet, environmentally friendly operation was the main selling point for me. Here, Dénes, the area’s appointed game manager, is checking on his phone…
There’s nothing in this photo but an empty feeder. However, – On the one hand, even empty, it’s dear to me, because I’m the only one who hunts at this feeder – On the other hand, thanks to the unusual light conditions, a photo this dark in broad daylight is a rare thing. This coming…
Before hunting season, after a thorough stocktaking, culling, and organizing, everything I need for spending my free time usefully — or almost everything — is now "housed" in the Outdoor Room. The crates, boxes, and bags hide thousands more "treasures", each one the distilled result of experience gathered over many long years.
Nights are still solidly below freezing and the game only checks the feeders now and then, meaning there’s a kind of dead period as far as hunting goes. Which is a great chance to do some equipment maintenance. After 4 years of regular use, I felt it was time for a string replacement on the…
"And from now on the days grow longer. Winter turns over. From today, every morning the sun rises a bit of goodwill earlier, and sets a bit later in the evening. A bit of goodwill, every day. Some strange, happy emotion took hold of him, some humble gratitude for that little bit of goodwill that…
These frosty mornings lately have been drawing the local wildlife to the scattered corn. Because of their fast metabolism, the roe deer set aside their caution and are now regularly visiting this secluded, undisturbed little feeder even during the day.
The night cooled down to -9°C. Even the leaf litter at the bottom of the forest froze solid. Even the mice thought carefully about whether to venture out, since the frozen leaves crackled loudly enough to carry far, even under their tiny feet. As for me, I can now say I’ve had the toughest night…
Tonight these two hogs ruled the old bowhunting feeder. Of course, I was at my new stand, where there was hardly any movement.
After a frosty, windy night of mostly idle and uneventful stand hunting, on returning to my lodging I was greeted at the entrance by this decorated little tree, a truly fine bottle of Tokaji wine placed beneath it, and a Christmas greeting card fastened around the bottle’s neck. A truly kind and thoughtful gesture from…