Hunting In West Berkshire With it being spring break and visiting London on my wife’s bucketlist we decided to make it a hybrid trip of site seeing London and taking a quick trip out to the country side so I could complete an item on my bucket list of hunting England. So we spent 5 days in London trying to navigate around climate change protesters and 2 days in Newbury in West Berkshire. In Newbury, I would be “stalking” deer with Ben Heath. Executive Summary PH: Ben Heath Gun: Blaser 25-06 For those not wanting to read a Hunt by Hunt breakdown, here is the executive summary. Hunting with Ben Heath was truly a first-class hunting experience. I learned a tremendous amount and plan to use some of these techniques on whitetail back home. Ben manages close to 18000 acres and most of the meat taken actually makes it to restaurants across England. Over the course of 2 days, I was fortunate enough to harvest 7 deer. I took 3 Muntjac, 2 Roe buck and 2 Fallow. Though this sounds like a lot of shooting in 2 days, all of the deer were truly earned and included some fairly tough stalks and quite a bit of patience. The Fallow Deer average shots were around 200 yards, Roe Buck were about 150 yards and Muntjac were about 50. This was mostly due to the different terrain in which we hunted. Stalks ranged from still hunting and calling through woodland to glassing open wheat fields. Due to the difficultly of bringing a gun into the UK, I used Ben’s Blaser and was extremely impressed with the accuracy and ease of use of the gun. The safety is a bit tricky but once you are use to it, it becomes a bit more natural. Being an hour train ride out of London or 45 minutes from Heathrow, I would highly recommend anyone who is in London to reach out to Ben and have some fun in the country side. Before Starting the real report – Funny Side note. One day while in London, my wife told be we have to try this Gelato place as it does some fancy waffle thing and it is supposedly awesome. So we were able to grab the ice cream and given it was a small shop decided to find someplace to stop and eat it and just people watch for a moment. Me being on a bit of high alert with hundreds of people in square and numerous street entertainers, I am quickly looking for a place but also navigating around the various street performers, beggars and onlookers. I see a place to sit, on one of the cement structures where no one is really around. I am thinking that is perfect and so we sit down and my wife and I start eating our ice cream and people watching. There is small group to our left protesting something and I am trying to figure it out, finally the have a huge sign that says “voice for the voiceless”…holy shit there are animal rightist protesting not 30 feet from where I am having ice cream. My wife has a laugh and jokes if they only knew. As I ponder my sitting choice, a pigeon decided to take a shit on my shoulder. At the moment it seemed kind of appropriate.