The modern rough shooter takes his sport where he finds it: in him the urge of the hunter is strong. He walks great distances, carries his own bag, makes his own tactical decisions, eats what he shoots (which tends to be precious little) and makes himself part of the rural scene rather than an intruder into it. Written for the rough shooter, this book looks at a sport which the authors argue is more difficult and demanding than covert shooting - and less rapacious, with no urge to beat this or that spurious record or even the chap standing at the next peg. The rough shooter's voice is lowered, he whistles rather than shouts at his dogs and his garments blend with the fustian of hedge and woodside. Out in the field he becomes a silent hunter, a thread in the tapestry of the country landscape and a preserver of the old standards of sportsmanship.