0shares Out in all weathers, learning the lay of the land with your hands largely tied behind your back by politics and legislation, being a professional stalker is a labour of love says Sam Carlisle I am stalking on the edge of the Breckland at Euston and following estate stalker Chris Rogers in pursuit of roe and muntjac. The two roe we are watching are almost hidden by the scrub. With their heads down it also hides us from them and we quietly close the distance to 100 yards. The rifle rests on the sticks and we’re ready to take our chance when a clear shot presents itself. Chris points out the older of the two. I follow it in the cross-hairs. The younger deer gives us an opportunity but the older one always seems to pause with brash obscuring its shoulder.