He was hunting up near central north island early nineties with a mate together they spotted a big red in velvet,sounded like a monster the old buck fever must have kicked in they split up.Mate thought he was it and shot him,under 80 metres luckly they were both fit as his mate ran out and chopper came and got him think 8 hours later flew him to Palmerston North hospital.He said the whole time he lay in litres of blood he was freaking out a pig would smell it and come and get him .Myself would be thinking i would bleed to death,most people would have he was in training to run his first marathon,being that fit saved his life.He is a busy family man now but still gets out for a deer and duck.
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