In Scots Gaelic, “an dàmhair” is the word for the month of October but, first and foremost, it means “the rutting time”. A time of firesides, long shadows and roaring red deer. This year, however, Gaelic and English speakers alike have all been left wondering what on earth is going on.
It has been the most peculiar and frustrating season many of us involved with deer have ever seen, and hopefully will never see again. As I write, in the first week of October, I should be able to hear stags roaring. I should see groups of hinds settled on the hill. I should be seeing stags following their noses as they move across the countryside. As it is, this year, the hills are silent.
There are theories as to…