Some years ago my son and I were hunting in a catchment where a police officer from Tauranga had become lost some months previous. He was found almost naked with his survival blanket around his head and both feet soaking in the stream. He had lost the plot along with his clothes and rifle. He had been in the NZ army previous to being a policeman. From the head of the catchment we could see a haybarn in the distance...of course he would not of seen this if the cloud was down or he was in the creek bed. I would have thought that with all the training and experience of life that he had had, that this would not happen to him. It goes to show that when the shit goes down in the bush all sorts of strange things happen in one's mind if we allow it to.
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