Got out for sunset walk with the 318 Westley Richards this afternoon.

Conditions were very pleasant, a light westerly, that favoured my route.

Hit the tin whistle at a few spots in hopes of getting a fox in - no joy.

Very few rabbits on the property, but just as I was preparing to move on from a whislting spot, I spotted 3 running between tussocks, lined up on the gap where I hoped they would appear next and dropped the biggest one as they came through.

On the return walk, with light fading, I spotted a fox curled up tight on the edge of a large tussock - not sure if he was trying to make himself small just in case I was a threat, or if he was literally caught napping.

Either way, he copped 250 grains of Bertram's finest.

Probably a less than meaningful impact on the local feral pest population - but a good afternoon out with a classic cartidge from yesteryear.