Clements Road was the place to be if you wanted to see a 'congregation of meat hunters'.
First deer I shot up there I sold at the cool store at the old Rangitaiki pub. Looked in the book and saw all the deer were being shot by Barry Crump - so I also became Barry Crump.
You'd walk in that pub and there'd be Barry's all over the place .........
"How's it going Barry ?"
"Things are great, hows Barry ?"
"Shot himself in the foot."
"Bugga."
That pub closed down in 1969, I got a little flag with the date on it, then it burned down - and some years later I worked with the bloke who built the new one up the road.
There were some interesting people would pass through that place.
I went that way last year on a trip with the local NZDS and it's changed a lot. They pulled down all the mill houses and I couldn't even find where the mill had been - was like they'd never been there.
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