Flashbacks to a Ureweras hunt. Day bag on my front, meat bag on my back, rifle in one hand and stag head in the other bush bashing to get out of a valley I had followed him into and wondering how I was going to make it back to camp
A few years ago a young hunter was looking for a pack frame to carry deer. He was pretty keen so I didn't mind giving him my old Macpac with an external frame I bought with 1 weeks wages when I was 15.
Something similar wouldn't go astray.
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