I took my air rifle and arrived at 3:30pm.

I headed straight for the main feeding area, and counted 7 rabbits sat out, the nearest was 15 yards away, so I sighted in on him, and gently squeezed the trigger.

He slumped where he was sat, and the loud of the pellet hitting his skull made the others run for cover.

I sat in wait, and after about 10 minutes, a rabbit came back into view. I waited for another to show up before taking a shot, and...

Number 2 lay dead in the grass.

I waited again...

I watched through a hole in the dry-stone wall, waiting for my perfect shot to appear.

15 minutes went by, and still I waited. Another couple of minutes passed, and the field seem to come alive with rabbits again.

15-20 yards out a large buck hopped from the cover, and sat in the clearing sniffing the air. I put my sights on his head, watched him sniff the air, then squeezed the trigger...

He leapt in the air and landed on his side, without a single kick.

I climbed the wall, collected my 3 rabbits, and headed back to the car.

As I got back to Jim's garden, I spotted a rabbit in the undergrowth, so dropped my rabbits, and crept towards the wall.

I reached the wall, and peered over slowly with the rifle ready.

He was still there, and was heading towards a hole in the wall. I waited, and he paused.

Too late, I was ready...

He was hit in the head with 14.4 grains of lead at over 600 feet per second, and didn't make it into the wall.

I returned to the car, lay the catch on the fallen leaves, and took my photo.