Thread: Wallaby

3 of us just spent 6 days hunting in the Mackenzie/Hunter Hills. Got home on Saturday. We do this probably 3 times a year.
Mix of weather with 2 good snow falls. It was pretty cold.
We were mostly hunting by about 1pm and that gave us 7-8 hours on the hill each day.

Our method is not dissimilar to deer stalking. Spot and stalk - and a lot of walking. We would get a few through to about 4pm and then they would become a bit more visible as they came out of cover. The further we walked and the more inaccessible the terrain the more we got.

Average range is about 150-200 yards with some longer shots mixed in. All .223.

So we got 448 wallaby, 2 Fallow and 6 pigs.

Here's a bunch of pics and some comments.

First day out was a lean area that gets a lot of 1080. Only got a couple of wallaby but did get a Fallow spiker (and later Brian shot one too). All of the meat was gifted around Tekapo village.







The next day we got a good snow fall that clipped our wings for a day and half.



After another lean day Rod joined Brian and I and we shifted camp to a hut in the Hunter Hills. Our tallies jumped immediately.

This pic is looking straight down from the hut and to a face on which I shot one at 460 yards from the hut. We hunted into all of this country.



I saw a couple of Reds one day. Here's a spiker tucked in below the rocks. Saw about 30 deer in total.



This is fairly typical of the country.



I got 46 one evening down the bottom left of this gully.



Brian and I use these Outdoorsman frame packs 'cos they are great for shooting off in the tussock and on steep slopes (and for carrying deer on).



The lads eating. Always eating.



Nice



Deaded



Sidling through the scrub. I got a lot on the green patches. Shooting across the creek was 2-300 yards.



Rod brought his bike - he said it was good to get around on but pretty cold. Didn't use it much.



Why I put on weight. Rod was in charge of breakfasts.



Brian the snowman. We all got caught out in this storm.



The next morning.



The lads packing for home (someones' hard case sense of humour with the tanker sign).



PS: Big weeks are not for the faint hearted. Im only 42.