Years ago I used to walk into Mackintosh hut in the Kawekas a fair bit. At one point there is a section of wilding pines that overhung the track, made it very dark and gloomy.. almost spooky.
A Ruru would always be there and as you brushed past the branches it would drop out of it's perch and straff the track from behind you collecting insects that you had just disturbed.
The first time it did it I damn near shit meself.
Subsequent trips I used to look forward to catching up with me old mate and would give the branches a vigorous shake as I went through.
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