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A short true story.
Mon 8-Feb-10
7:55 pm
West Wales

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This is my first attempt at writing a story, the story is based on a mornings ferreting a few years ago.

The knock out blow.

It was a crisp still mid November morning, the type of morning that promises a warm autumnal day once the haze has been burned off. Mark and myself had decided that today’s target would be an ancient south facing oak woodland set into an even older Welsh hillside.

As we approached the wood the clatter of pigeons wings greeted us as the pigeons that had been feeding on the fallen acorns departed, deciding that our presence was too much of an intrusion for them to continue feeding. The crisp carpet of leaves crunched and rustled under our feet as we threaded our way through the now naked oaks to the first warren.

The warren was quite large consisting of some 30 or more holes, and just to add a bit of spice, a gorse bush in the centre of it. Even though we had ferreted this warren for many years, it still took some time to locate all the holes through that russet carpet of leaves. Confident that we had covered every exit of the warren we moved on to the next warren to net that up, before returning to the first. So far everything had gone to plan and even the sun was making an appearance between the bare boughs of those stunted Welsh Oaks.

What seemed like an idyllic day was to go rapidly down hill from that moment on. Upon returning to the first warren, I entered my best working Jill at the bottom of the warren, within 30 seconds a rabbit bolted behind me, out of unseen hole sending litter and leaves cascading into the air. Before I had the chance to net the hole, another rumble and a second rabbit joined the first. The Jill pops her head out of the hole and gives me a look as if to say, not very good at this are you? Back down she went, my spirits lifted at that point as I knew there were more rabbits at home. All was quiet for the next 5 minutes then a quick rumble and out popped a rabbit, only for it to shake the net off and make good it’s escape. What had seemed a promising day was rapidly turning into a comedy of errors.

The ferret followed the last rabbit out telling me that the warren was now empty. On to the next warren, bowed but not yet broken and determined to make amends. At the next warren we entered the Jill and waited, after what seemed an age a faint rumbling deep in the bowels of the warren broke the eerie silence that had descended on the wood, only for it to subside into silence once again. A silence that became deafening as we strived to hear what was going on underground. Then, there it was again, the rumbling a little louder this time. Gone now was the exquisite pain of uncertainty, where is she, has she killed in? In its place was the excitement of an impending bolt. The rumblings got progressively louder and with it my heart rate increased till I thought it was going to burst, every muscle in my body was tensed for the inevitable bolt. My mind was working overtime thinking if every hole had been covered, were the nets set right? Once again the rumbling stopped. Looking to my left I see a rabbit sitting at the mouth of a hole I froze on the spot, not wishing to do anything that would send the rabbit back into the dark labyrinth of the warren, the rabbit starts pushing at the net with it’s nose, then he makes his dash for freedom only to be well pursed in the net. I quickly chinned the rabbit and set another net over the hole and once again took up my position. After the commotion of the bolting rabbit the woods sounded eerily silent, then a loud rumbling and a rabbit bolts from a hole to Marks left, he dived to catch the rabbit that was in the process of kicking the net off, when another rabbit bolts from the same hole and hits the prone Mark on the left temple, Marks body just went limp, the rabbit had knocked Mark out! I was rooted to the spot I could not believe what I had just seen, the rabbit got up and without even a pause, runs away joining the rabbit that had escaped from the net that Mark had dived for.

That for us was enough, the spirits of the wood had won, they had protected their own. As we left the wood a Jay, who we had seen earlier in the day busying itself burying acorns for the Winter, only to forget where it had buried them, so producing the next generation of oak trees. Escorted us out of the wood, chattering and laughing all the while it seemed, at our mortal ineptitude.

Hope you enjoy.



Mon 8-Feb-10
9:33 pm
Scarborough, England
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Really very good, AJ. You built up the suspense to a high level. I really did not know what to expect from the loud rumblings underground. I am looking forward to your next effort. Short story writing is the toughest of them all.

By sheer coincidence, I was thinking yesterday of a story writing thread where we would ask for volunteers and then outline a short book synopsis. Each person would take it in turn to write the next mini-chapter. It could be fun but I don't know if enough people would be up for it. We would probably need between 6 to 10.

Never knowingly underfed

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I would like to do a story but never liked writing, but as i am getting better i can seeing this coming to  fruition one day. So im inCheers

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