Because Mr. Free Market is a Foul Evil BastardTM, he decided to send me a few scenic pics from his current sooper-seekrit location in Scottishland. Here’s the general milieu (note the complete absence of freezing rain, for the first time ever in this event I’m told):
(Note that Mr. FM is not wearing a face condom, despite Scottish law.)
Then it’s off to the “boxes”:
Note the careful arranging of reloads in pairs, ready for the old Load & Slaughter routine in his Beretta O/U (gawd help us, but the man has such terrible taste in shotguns).
The group shot down several hundred grouse and partridge, but here’s a pic of one brace, taken by Mr. FM with a single barrel.
When I say “taken”, I mean “shot”, of course, not clubbed out of the sky with his shotgun (which would be poor form, of course).
I am so jealous I could spit.