One spring day when I was meat hunting on the Orua tops we left 2 sets of HQ's on a small patch of snow in the tussock and piled snow on top of them.
It got warm and on our way back later in the day I mused to my mate that I hoped the meat was ok. He had a look through his bino's and said "ah-oh, it looks like someone has left the fridge door open".
The snow had completely melted away and there was a million flies. We didn't recover any of it.
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