CAPERCAILLIE 31 



How well do I remember the first time I stood on that 

 delightful spot, for hitherto my experience with the Capers 

 had been mostly confined to the low grounds, where the 

 chances of good " Rocketers " are rare, most of the shots 

 there being quick low ones over rides or Scotch firs. 



HYBRID CAPERCAILLIE AND PHEASANT. 



The first bird to come along the face, and which I saw 

 approaching for fully half a mile, was a grand old cock. 

 I was lucky enough to kill him well out, and, leaning over 

 the rock, watched him drop for 200 feet till he fell crash- 

 ing down into the " quarries " below, carrying away the 

 rotten branches of the larch and fir in his descent. At 



