Thread: Waihohonu, Tongariro NP

Memories! In 1962 and still a boy I shot my first deer unsupervised in the creek in the next
valley north from the original hut. Worst case of buck fever ever, shaking like a leaf I emptied my 10 rounds at two of them in the creek. As the last round sent on its wobbly way one of them sat down in the stream. I had to cut its throat and the only wound I found on it was a bullet had severed
both achillies tendons. Lot more in that story but it would take a book so will leave it there.