4 deer shot in total (2 stags by me on Sat)
1 hare
Approx 20 mice in the trap (place was over run)
No trout, Paul managed to hook one, but they are pretty wise fish, as they get a lot of attention.
Flew in at 10am, have to say, Oamaru Hut is looking a bit tatty and covered in mice droppings. Not helped by the previous vistors leaving the place messy, with no firewood, empty beer cans and perishable food in the cupboard to attract the rodents!
Some R E T A R D S were at the public hut, sighting in their rifles by shooting towards the public hut, which was out of sight, up the hill. There were other users fishing down the river. Words cannot describe the actions of these morons.
Got Paul's first deer that day after spending all day up too high in the dry native. Dropped down the hill towards Oamaru stream on the way back to the hut into a cool wet creek gulley and sure enough a dozy yearling hind was in the scrub.
Boom! Go the 6.5 Swede.
We got back to the hut around 8.30pm.
Next day we got up at stupid o'clock, i.e. 5am to walk in the freezing dark. It was freezing, cos my camelback drink hose froze solid.
I headed back to the Oamaru stream side and approx 70m from where Paul shot his deer the night before, I was on the track dropping down to the same stream when I heard a deer in the gulley below. Waited until I saw it on the opposite side of the hill feeding below a broadleaf and shot it with the .270 from the track 40m away. The young stag (only stumps, was still in grey winter coat) rolled into the sh*ttiest pampas slit trench stream you could imagine. Ended up hacking off the legs and back steaks and lifting the rest out of the water as good as I could.
Have pics, but not going to post them, as its only of a muddy wet deer!
Got back to the hut, crashed for a bit and then went to give this fly fishing a go. Roasted all day long, but the good pools were hogged by people from the public hut and the fish are too smart, given all the attention they get.
Went back to hut, lazed around and went to the main valley and sat at a lookout for 2.5 hours.
Got real bored, so the others went up the valley a bit. Sure enough, after they left, I then saw a nice stag come out below me at around 8.30pm. I bowled that at 191m off the bipod. Bang flop, destroyed the front shoulder. Just started using the SSTs again and was well impressed.
Mental note, don't shoot prone on a big dust bowl, as I was covered in dust for ages after.
It was a 3-4 year old stag in real good nick , just getting his summer coat in velvet.
Next day, Sunday we went back the same spots in the morning, but nothing. On the way back I vaporised a hare silly enough to sit on the run way in sight of me.
I had a snooze and then went right back up the main valley.
The Sako and landscape.
Roasted again in the heat and dust and was watching a few deer at dusk way out of range on the clearings when Boom, then boom! Shots from the the lookout.
Paul and Andrew had been following me and Andrew had shot his first deer, a wee handbag. Sorry no pics.
He was shaking so much, he didn't hit quite hit where he was aiming, but managed to salvage the meat.
Monday didn't see any action, as the lookouts seem to be evening spots.
So it was a good trip, 2 newbies got their first deer each and I managed to fill the freezer.
Amazing amount of skulls in the main valley which can be seen from above on the lookouts. Spooked a few mallards and roosters too.
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