Great pics. Stoked for you Scouser. It is one of those rare moments that takes your breath away.
A lot of people, when you tell them what you have done this weekend, don't comprehend what has gone into getting your first deer (mine was a Urewera spiker) the hours of planning, the day dreaming during the working day, buying nick nacks that you find aren't needed and never get used again, the previous trips when you return empty handed time after time, loved ones at home putting up with your obsession and smelly dirty clothes, the aching body on a Monday morning, the raw energy that has kept you going from the outset and then it all fell into place so easily
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