My first was a Sika back when cameras were mounted on tripods, were covered in a black cloth and had a handheld flash. I was 13. Awesome trip into the Kaimanawas for 2 weeks. Saw heaps of deer, but we only killed for meat. My first glimps of wild deer were 5 Sika stags on the hillside just up from camp. Hard to believe now. Had a bow and arrow also, and I had one lined up in the teatree, but only it's arse. Didn't fire. Great memories.
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