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    #11
    Originally posted by Churchill
    I take great pleasure in eating the little(and sometimes not so little) feckers afterwards.
    Ah but would you take so much pleasure from eating it if you had just watched it die? And could you kill it?

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      #12
      Originally posted by John Galt
      No I would just like to know how killing can be fun - I shoot clays and that's fun but can't see how you can get any enjoyment from murder
      Well, I could waffle on about a load of bollox, but I won't.

      I take your point, I really do. However...

      I enjoy the tradition, the comeradery (sp?), standing in the middle of a frozen field in early January waiting for that first flush of pheasant to come screaming over the trees in front of me.

      I'm not, for so much as a moment, saying anything against clay shooting. I shoot clays regularly - especially out of season, to keep my eye in. But, you see, you miss a clay, you ask for it to be sent again. You miss it, it comes again. And so on, until you hit it - I know that's dramatic, but I'm sure you take my point. Live game, for me at least, brings an element of instinct to shooting which I feel is lacking when you're waiting for something to come whizzing out of a trap.

      Also, pheasants don't farm particularly well, so they have to come from somewhere if folk want to eat them.

      Just my opinion, feel free to disagree, ridicule, etc.
      The squint, the cocked eye and clenched first are the cornerstones of all Merseyside communication from birth to grave

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        #13
        Originally posted by n5gooner
        Going to Headley this Saturday, they have a shoot every other weekend with a BBQ thrown in. Set in woods good fun!!!

        http://www.headleyclaypigeon.com/

        Purley clays.
        Nice one, thanks - that's one to book in for closed season - and far enough so we can take the WAGs and they can drive back from the pub. Brill.
        The squint, the cocked eye and clenched first are the cornerstones of all Merseyside communication from birth to grave

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          #14
          Originally posted by John Galt
          Ah but would you take so much pleasure from eating it if you had just watched it die? And could you kill it?
          Considering I've been brought up shooting and eating game, yes. No qualms whatsoever.

          Next question.

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            #15
            Originally posted by zeitghost
            Other than lead poisoning...
            Leave the shot on the side of the plate my dear boy/lizard...

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              #16
              Originally posted by zeitghost
              Other than lead poisoning...
              Oh purlease
              The squint, the cocked eye and clenched first are the cornerstones of all Merseyside communication from birth to grave

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                #17
                Originally posted by EqualOpportunities
                Well, I could waffle on about a load of bollox, but I won't.

                I take your point, I really do. However...

                I enjoy the tradition, the comeradery (sp?), standing in the middle of a frozen field in early January waiting for that first flush of pheasant to come screaming over the trees in front of me.

                I'm not, for so much as a moment, saying anything against clay shooting. I shoot clays regularly - especially out of season, to keep my eye in. But, you see, you miss a clay, you ask for it to be sent again. You miss it, it comes again. And so on, until you hit it - I know that's dramatic, but I'm sure you take my point. Live game, for me at least, brings an element of instinct to shooting which I feel is lacking when you're waiting for something to come whizzing out of a trap.

                Also, pheasants don't farm particularly well, so they have to come from somewhere if folk want to eat them.

                Just my opinion, feel free to disagree, ridicule, etc.

                Reasonable point if you are out in the countryside and shooting for something for dinner but, as you know, pheasants are bred to shoot and how many would you hit if it wasn't for the beaters going in and giving you a bigger target? I take your point as well but the game has little real chance in most shoots and there are too many gung ho types that can't shoot and just end up clipping wings etc so the birds suffer. IMHO it is far from sport but if that's your thing....

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                  #18
                  Originally posted by n5gooner
                  Going to Headley this Saturday, they have a shoot every other weekend with a BBQ thrown in. Set in woods good fun!!!

                  http://www.headleyclaypigeon.com/

                  Purley clays.
                  Don't shoot me , I'll be on a bike in that neck of the woods at the weekend.
                  Your parents ruin the first half of your life and your kids ruin the second half

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                    #19
                    Originally posted by MrsGoof
                    Don't shoot me , I'll be on a bike in that neck of the woods at the weekend.

                    What do you think they were planning on BBQ'ing
                    "Being nice costs nothing and sometimes gets you extra bacon" - Pondlife.

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                      #20
                      Originally posted by DaveB
                      What do you think they were planning on BBQ'ing
                      And sometimes they have a spit-roast. You'll enjoy that.
                      The squint, the cocked eye and clenched first are the cornerstones of all Merseyside communication from birth to grave

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