I thought I would write a quick story on my rabbit hunt yesterday as there were a couple of funny things happen. I had my alarm set for 4.30 am however the cat woke me at 4.13 am with a claw to the neck telling me he was hungry, I rolled over and when the alarm went off I chucked the cat outside for his misbehaviour. I gobbled down some breakfast and headed off for the 2.5 hour drive. Once I arrived I called in to see the farmer and he got me to follow him way up on the hills to a new spot I had never shot before. On the way there rabbits were running all over the place so I started to get excited. I took the shotgun and .22 and started to head up the hill, it was blowing hard so not great for the .22 however it wasn't long before the shotgun start lighting up and rabbits cartwheeling left right and center. I was struggling to get close enough with the .22 but came up with a plan, I could see some rabbits on a hilly face and there was a creek close by with high banks so I made my way down there and used the high banks to hide behind. I peeped over the top of the bank and sure enough the rabbits were going about their business not noticing me, I slowly put the riffle on top of the bank and proceeded to knock them over one at a time. As I was dropping the rabbits something caught my eye approaching from my left, it was a rabbit and he was running right towards me. I froze and watched him, he got within 5 meters of me and stopped then he just looked at me wondering what I was and what I was doing (very curious). I slowly moved the riffle around and scoped him up, I squeezed the trigger and he folded up. It was like he wanted to be part of the action so I gave him a leading role in the show. After I had shot 7 rabbits from that spot I went and gathered them up and proceeded to take the back straps out of them. The funniest thing was yet to come as while I was taking the back straps out of them I looked up and 3 more rabbits came running down the face and onto the flat paddock, they were watching me curiously wondering what I was doing. I slowly reached over to my .22 and lay down, looking through my scope I could see the 3 rabbits just staring at me so I had to decide which lucky candidate was going to be first. I picked out the biggest and squeezed the trigger, he went down like a lead balloon while his 2 mates ran for cover not so excited about playing that game anymore. With the numbers mounting and the pack getting heavier with back straps I headed back to the truck for a bite to eat and to get the meat in the chilly bin. Off I went again the shot gun mowing them down, I got up on top of a mound and there standing in front of me looking right at me was a red deer (he also just stood there and stared back at me for while totally unafraid before trotting off happily). As it was getting near dusk I approached an open paddock and it was just moving with rabbits, too far for both shotgun and .22 I just kept walking. I got over the top of the last hill and over to my right was a group of rabbits, I picked out one with the shotgun and let rip then quickly followed another one with the bead and pulled the trigger, I was amazed to see 4 rabbits lying there.
It was now almost dark so I headed back to the truck all the while rabbits running all over the place, the day went quick and it was a bit sad when the day was finally over. A great memorable day!
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