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A year ago, I started documenting my quest for a muntjac in these pages. After many a long evening, and a great deal of patience, I finally shot a lovely, ENORMOUS muntjac buck. I owe a debt of gratitude to Martin and George who were unfailingly cheerful (if not bemused) by my continuing failure to see anything on our nights out. Number Two, who has spent years watching grouse lift off in my favour and trout pass up her fly for mine, was becoming smug.
When I say enormous, we have to put things into perspective. A big muntjac is about the size of a labrador. And mine is definitely a medal buck. I am no CIC scorer, but muntjac are so much easier to score than a roe – it’s just a series of length measurements. He’s bigger than a bronze…No. 2 is now redesigning her kitchen around my trophy wall, and against the odds is advocating more stalking expeditions. What can I say about second wives…
