Yup that’s it for me too, although the shooting season continues for some for another 3 weeks on the foreshore of Morecambe bay and the Ribble estuary. Mildly hungover this morning after last nights end of season do, after 5 back to back to days. I was beating on 2.5 of them, and shooting/generally helping the keepers get everyone in place and safe on the other days.
Day #1 was a bought day by the landlord of the neighbouring estate, which is also a shooting estate so I guess some sort of swap. Anyway a mostly clueless team who averaged less than 10:1. There was fella over from Dubai with them who’d never handled a shotgun before, he blasted away all day fired something like 200 shots and far we can tell hit just the one. Though I have seen such a smiling happy guy. He was full of it. Bag 102.
Day #2. Keepers walked up boundary day. 12 of us regular beaters and a neighbouring keepers walking mostly through boundary woods and rushy fields. Long day and about 10miles walked with guns, cartridges and heavy game bags. Top tip for the beginner: do not shoot a hare early on. They are a bastard to carry about all day. I warned my pal not shoot one, but he did and suffered until he could drop it off. Lots of woodcock, snipe and hares about, plus the usual pheasant and partridge that have gone feral. Ducks and geese in the mix too. Great day. Bag 164.
Day #3. Bought boundary day but keeper decided to give the team some of the big drives. Just another beaters day for me then but my 36th day of the season. Bag 155.
Day #4. Farmers, neighbours and helpers-outers day. About 30 guns it seems like. I was mostly there to help organise things with that many people but did shoot when I could. Starts with huge long walked up bit covering from the heather on the fell down to the river valley. The line must be 1/2 mile long and about 1mile to walk over. It’s like one of those huge big hare drives I used to be involved in years back. It takes ages as there’s shots going off all along the line so we spend more time waiting while birds are retrieved than walking. I was next to a guy with an old experienced pointer which was a fantastic experience. It was quite rangey but gave every bit of cover a sniff and if it moved on there was nothing in it, but if it went on point every single time a pheasant or two came out once a bod or another dog went in to flush it. Finished with a couple of high drives after lunch which sorts the men from the boys. Bag 180.
Day #5. Beaters day proper. We split into two teams of about 12guns each and shoot 1 beat 1 in turn over 6 drives. There’s a few people who only beat too. Lots of young lads out with dads to have a go including a 7yo who it turned out shot better than me with his .410.

. The usual chaos trying to get that many people to listen and all do the right thing at the right time but we get there in the end. Hundreds of dogs it seemed like too. Rules are if it’s safe shoot it so the bag creeps up as no one is being particularly selective. Nevertheless the bag was on the low side at 275.
Most of which goes off to a game dealer for processing. Sadly I think a lot of it goes into dog food rather than as dressed birds. I rediscovered my complete lack of form with a gun although the last time I shot was this time last year so it’s hardly surprising; my contribution to that bag was very low. I also somehow managed to get too heavy a load in my cartridges- I wanted 30g 6 but walked out the shop with a slab of 32g 5 and didn’t notice until I fired my first shot. Bruised shoulder and middle finger now. Surprising how much difference 2g makes.
It’s been great days and I did a little speech at the do to in response to the keepers thanks to us. It’s a great community up there on that little of bowl of land in Lancashire.
I dont take my phone or camera with me but I’ll see what I can find from others to share.













