I'd seen him go in, I knew he was somewhere amongst the fading bracken and although I'd stayed down wind of him, moving as deftly as possible, I knew he knew I was there too. We circled around and moved through the young trees and chest high bracken like sumo wrestlers slowly taking stock of their opponent. I was trying to get in a position for a good shot and he was determined to avoid that, every time I caught a clear line of sight and tried to focus he moved out of sight and away. Until finally, when he'd drawn me deep into the tangled bracken, he was off into the deeper forest and gone. Fun though.
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