Sporting Shooter

Where Hunters’ Dreams Are Made

OLLING out of the swag the idea of pulling on my boots to go and make a coffee was soon cut short as I marvelled at my surroundings, the warm morning sun still reflecting off the fog that blankets the surrounding valleys, the faint sound of red stags roaring in the

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