Thread: Saturday morning stroll

A mate of mine had been taking a young fella out pig hunting and he had mentioned he really wanted to get into deer stalking (intelligent young man:thumbup
So he gave him my no and as luck would have it i got a leave pass today.
Another 2am start and we saw a fat little 70ish pound pig on the drive in.
Parked up and started climbing for spotx arriving just as it was getting light enough to shoot,the light wind was perfect and we stalked in on my never fail spot.
Fail! Nobody was home but there were fresh prints everywhere. Weather it was the full moon or the recent pressure with savage hunter knocking over a spiker and another hunter shooting one of the hinds i can't say but they were not staying on the tops for daylight this morning.
Moving along up and into another fantastic basin and gully all that was sighted was a solitary goat with an unusual coat. Pitch black front half and white rear half. It was a stunning morning at around 1600asl with not a breath of wind as i lay in the tussok glassing having a osm bar for break fast then a durry to go with the fresh air.
Up and moving again to look into one more area before i fell asleep in the sun and just as we crossed over the ridge a stiff breeze sprang up straight up our Arse! Bugger bolted over and down hoping to get out of it but it was to late. Just as i sat to glass i spotted a couple of stags that were bedded down in the bottom of a gut then they caught our wind, they were up and gone in a flash not even looking for the 2 sweaty hunters.
We had bout done our dash so started heading back stopping on the way to shoot a 6 inch rock on a slip 498y distant and 19 deg down. Shooter did the maths and a cold clean shot off my day pack hit dead center and a second the same my new hunting bud was astounded so i told him to have a go and he hit it as well feeling cocky i had a couple of shots off my knees and just missed it twice but would have been easy a dead deer. Not real long range but pleasing with the 308 in mountain breezes.
Getting back to the wagon at 12 I found i had a couple of firsts.
First blister in these boots, must have been my socks .
First ever time iv experienced Arse chaph ! Ill be happy enough if its the last
Driving back out a hind and fawn trotted across the road in front of us.
A few animals seen non shot and a bit of exercise i badly need.

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