When I woke up this morning at 5am, I was a little undecided whether I should get up or roll over and continue my sleep.
But it was such a nice crisp morning that I decided to get up.
I put my camp gear on, got my rifle and carry frame and went off.
It was reasonably dark, and my eyes had to get used to the darkness first.
It was before sunrise, and there was just enough moonlight to make out the path in front of you.
OK, when you know where you are going and have walked out many times before.
Down the hill and through a few gates I went.
Shortly before the bottom gate, I took the rifle off the shoulder and carried it by hand, switched the scope on and checked all before carrying on through the bottom paddock.
No sign of the cows there.
The neighbours’ horses were grazing and did not notice me.
While walking down the hill, I already noticed the valley fogging up.
Now, at the bottom of it, visibility turned worse by the second.
I could now barely see 50m.
I put up the tripod next to the fence, put the rifle on and checked the area through the scope.
It turns out the fog did not work for the night vision mode with the IR blaster getting reflected by the fog. The same holds true for the last rangefinder.
The day mode worked better, limited by the fact that it sees only slightly more than your bare eyes.
Not too much of an issue as no deer or Canada geese were present – at least none to be seen. 😉
So I ended up enjoying the mooring and doing a bit of a photo session until the sun came up.
I packed up again and made my way back up the hill, looking forward to my morning coffee.
