Brent Norbury – Wildlife art time-lapse

Brent Norbury har nu gjort en “time-lapse” video där man får följa hans arbete med teckningen “rådjurs brunst”. I videon nedan får du se hela processen med tecknandet! Riktigt snyggt jobbat och jag kommer nog aldrig sluta att imponeras utav hans konst.

Här är en teckning av vår största mufflonbagge i hägnet som Brent tecknade åt mig alldeles innan jul, en av de finaste julklappar man kan få! Han lyckas verkligen att få till detaljer och få ett liv i sina teckningar. För att visa hans skicklighet så lägger jag även till en bild på baggen ifrån september 2014.



Lär dig att locka råbock med Brent Norbury

Trevlig instruktionsfilm om hur du lockar råbock med “Nordik roe” ( Du får se hur man gör olika lockläten samt mängder av tips och trix för att locka på rådjur på bästa sätt.

Brent är mycket duktig på att lära ut sina locktekniker och förklarar mycket genomgående.

Se klippet här nedan och dröm dig bort till råbockspremiären!

A beauty of a Roe Buck – Brent Norbury

Roe bucks are quite a special animal to me. Throughout the season I see plenty bucks shot of different sizes and shapes but they always have their own story. In Scotland the roe buck season starts the 1st of April and finishes the 20th of October. The best time of the year to hunt these beautiful animals is in the end of April when the roe bucks have cleaned the velvet from their antlers and May before the vegetation grows too thick, which makes stalking difficult. In June and to the middle of July this when they can be less active but you can still get one is you are in the right place at the right time. Alternatively, exciting stalking can be had in Scotland during the rut, 3rd week of July until the middle of August. Scotland offers high quality roe buck stalking, from hunting in the forests to hunting bucks out on the open hill.


The perfect landscape for hunting roe bucks.

Last year in the end of June after a day of stacking logs at work my boss said that we will go to the forest in the evening so I can go and find myself a roe buck… I wasn’t expecting my evening to turn out the way it did. We got to the forest a bit late so I decided to sit in a highseat. I would rather of liked to be stalking but with the time against me sitting in a highseat was the best option. Looking out the front of the highseat was an open replanted area of young trees and behind is mature standing timber and a long ride going up hill.


The highseat I sat in looking up the ride.

 It was a great evening. Sun setting over the hills, a little wind and not being bitten by midges too often. I couldn’t ask for more. I was expecting to see deer out in front of me in the young trees but I didn’t see anything. Spying the ground extensively. After 10 minutes of sitting there I spied in front and then I looked other shoulder up the ride. There was buck! 100yds away walking from left to right. Looked through my binoculars. He looked like an OK buck but I didn’t have a lot of time to study him so I took the decision to take him. I had to turn around completely and has soon as I put the rifle out on the rest of the highseat he started moving quickly. So I whistled at him and he stopped and looked standing broadside. As soon as I put the cross hairs on his chest I squeezed the trigger and fired. He dropped on the spot. I kept my eyes on him for any movements but he was completely still. After 5 minutes I climbed down the highseat to have a look. While walking up I started thinking ‘This might be a good buck’. I was ready with the rifle just incase. Then I saw him laying there stone dead. It is a very good buck!. I couldn’t believe it! A nice very surprise.

My buck on the ride where I shot him.

I was looking at the buck for quite awhile trying to take it all in. Defiantly the biggest buck I have shot so far. I got a few photos of him then I realised the midges had found me… Quickly dragged the buck out to the road where there was a slight breeze. As soon as I started gralloching there was no wind… I got eaten alive! No face net and pulling my sleeves up to do the gralloch (Gut the deer) made it worse. It had to be the quickest gralloch record! When my boss picked me up he said that it could be the biggest buck of the season shot in this forest. For an upland buck he is very hard to beat. I would of liked to get him mounted but sadly his cape wasn’t too good as he was still in complete winter coat so the hair was falling out. He is now on my wall with my other roe buck but he really stands out from the rest!


Me with my buck


My beauty of a roe buck

Brent Norbury

Elusive red deer – Brent Norbury

This is an introduction all about red deer and a few stories from experiences I have had over the years. The red deer (Cervus elaphus) are the UK’s largest land – mammal. Hunters travel from all over world to hunt these magnificent animals and most of them come to the wilds of Scotland. In southern Scotland the red deer’s habitat is largely forest and woodland but in the highlands they are roaming the open hills and moor ground. Woodland red deer hinds (females) can breed at 16 months old. Smaller hill deer may not reach sexual maturity until they are 2 – 3 years old. Red deer are herding deer. Herd sizes vary according to sex, habitat type/quality, deer density, degree of disturbance, animals gathering on a food source or hard weather. The sexes are usually segregated for most of the year, stags move into hind areas as the rut approaches. The mating season, known as the rut, begins in mid September and continues to late October. The stag then tries to round up as many hinds as possible. It is a desperately busy time for him. When he is not engaged in collecting his hinds or fighting off rival males, he will be busy bringing hinds back to his group. In between he has to find time – and strength – to serve them and to snatch a few mouthfuls to eat. It is then that the stag finds his voice, roaring his challenge to all comers. Hinds normally give birth to single calves from late May to June. Twins are sometimes born, but they are rare. Red deer are herbivores and graze a wide variety of plants from grasses and heather to shrubs and trees. In summer the adult deer have a distinctive reddish-brown coat which becomes darker brown or grey in the winter. Their weight is variable depending upon the food available and, in the Highlands, stags average between 90-140 kg and hinds 65-70 kg. The stag is famous for its proud bearing and magnificent antlers. A twelve pointer is called a ‘Royal’ and its points are described as ‘Brow, bay, trez and three on top. The brow tine branches out at the base of the antler, the bay and trez further up, and the top may branch out into three or more separate spikes. The definition of a point is simple. If a wedding ring can stay on a spike it’s a point. They shed, or cast their antlers every year, usually in March or April. The new antlers start to grow at once and reach maturity about the end of July.

A woodland stag know as a ‘Spiker’

Red hind with its calf

Stag with his hinds in the rut

I have been working with red deer for the last 5 years in the forests and hills of Scotland. Of all the deer in the UK they are definitely my favourite to hunt. They can be very challenging to stalk so I’ve always liked to call them the ‘unpredictable’ deer because you can never guarantee what’s going to happen when stalking into these beasts. I first got introduced to red deer when started working for ‘Strahanna Stalking’ in 2009 and where I still work today. After taking clients out for stags and hinds I had never shot a red deer myself until the next year in the stag rut. I was lucky enough to have the evening off and my boss said I could go to a small piece of forest and try for a stag. On the start of the stalk I could of shot a fox but decided not too (which is not like me but I’m glad now I didn’t shot it!). Sneaking around the forest edge slowly I turned a corner, I looked under a group of larch trees which was quite open and I could see the body of a red deer only 90m. It was hard to tell what it was but I was sure it was stag. I stalked closer to get a better look and got into position and waited. It was a stag but couldn’t see the antlers. It was covered by a fallen tree and he was only 60m away from me. I remember saying to myself “it doesn’t matter how big or small you are I’m going to take you”. The stag moved forward, saw the antlers and then the chest so I took the shot! It ran and crashed through the trees and I just could see it fall over 30m away. I slowly walked up to it and it was stone dead. It was an young 8 pointer! I was so happy! My first red deer and it was a stag! Next I had a problem… How I am going to get this out of here? So I got an idea and had the farmer I do fox control on bring his Argo cat. That made it easier than dragging and I thanked him a lot and my boss! Whiskey flowed that evening!

In the forest with my stag

Shot with my Tikka t3 6.5 x 55

After working with red deer in the forests of Galloway I decided I would like to try a new adventure in the highlands. I got a job as a Ghillie for the stag season working on the deer stalking estate Corrour. This was when I got to see a different type of stalking that I was not use to. Open hill ground with no trees to hide behind and plenty of walking. One of the highlights I experienced was too see the red stags rutting. I hadn’t witnessed it in the south because they usually rut inside the forests, you only hear them roaring now and again and never see them fighting. But that all changed when I was in the highlands. Sitting on the hill tops listening to the glens echoing of the roar of stags, watching them fight each other and trying to control their herds from other competition was spectacular! I was lucky enough to get the chance to shoot a very nice stag at the end of the rut which was a surprised gift from the stalkers! The stalker I had been working with through the season took me out and I was told to bring my rifle but I didn’t know why. We saw a stag on the hillside far away in the distance and when I was told I was allowed to shoot him I couldn’t believe it! He was holding around 40-50 hinds by himself. The wind was going straight towards them from us so we had to do a long walk round over the hills which nearly took 2 hours and we got caught in a snow blizzard as well. We stalked into them from above and we were getting close but then a hind had spotted us so they got spooked and ran a little around the hill but settled down again for my luck! Got within 300m and then I had to crawl the rest on my own until I was in a suitable range to shoot. Eventually I got 220m from him and realised I couldn’t go any further or I would be spotted. I laid down by a rock and put the rifle on the bipod. The stag was directly in front of me and standing broadside. I didn’t hesitate and tried not to get stag fever. I aimed a few inches high for the shot and squeezed the trigger. He jumped and ran for 50m heading across the hill. I saw him stumble over and disappear behind a bank. I had a good feeling he was down, I was happy with my shot. I started to walk towards where I last saw him and by this time stag fever had kicked in! Anxious to see him, I looked over the bank and there he was. This was first time I had properly looked at his antlers and he was much bigger than I thought! A beautiful 13 pointer! I was overwhelmed with joy and thankfulness! A dream come true. Whiskey flowed that night too!

Red stag roaring on the hill

Myself with my trophy

After the stag season I stayed at Corrour and helped with the winter cull. This was another great experience to be part of. I learnt a lot more about red deer and methods of stalking them in these periods. When I finished at Corrour I went back to Strahanna for the spring, summer stalking and later returned to Corrour to do another season with the stags. After that I was back at Strahanna and I have stayed there as their deer stalker. I have shot quite a few red deer in this time and have taken plenty of clients out stalking but what I like most about red deer is I always seem to be learning new things about them and everytime I’m stalking the situation is never the same. This to me is what makes them so exciting to hunt!

Brent Norbury