Well I have worn a skirt before Dougie, my grandfathers black watch kilt from WWI.
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Got the "big bald headed chicken fucker"(kinda a work nickname that stuck) Out bush for a overnighter up his favorite creek the last two days. Its his favorite creek not because he has seen animals or even hunted it but...... GOLD.
So we headed upstream in the bush packs on and within 5 mins was seeing lots of sign but all a few days old or more, about a hour up I picked up fresh prints in the leaf litter. It was raining(and had been for the last 4 months:D) so knew they were real fresh. We followed them up steam picking up the trail here and there till they headed down to the creek(bluff ahead) and knew he had crossed or walked up stream. Goin real slow and quiet 20y into the bush from the creek peering ahead and into the bush on the other side we saw each other simultaneously, the rifle came up and the bolt closed as he took off. I had time to get a good look at him as he had to run back on his side of the creek to clime a 15m bench in the bush to escape,as he tryed to clime he got stuck/bluffed for 5 sec or so and 100odd y away I had a line on a texas heart shot. I waited for him to turn and offer me a lung or neck but it was not to be.
I was certain he hadent smelt us so got wet balls going to follow him up. Once on top of the bench his prints were of a big stag stopping for no one:XD:
That delay ment we didn't quite get to where we were intending to camp so just pitched in the bush just as getting dark in the hail.....yes hail constant.
Feed of back country cheers to the forum and into a damp cold lumpy bed,
Up at four and heading up steam again in the now pissing rain/sleet.
As it got light and as we climbed higher sign petered out..........too high too cold for spring to really have kicked in.
Bailed on it and headed back to camp as we were both borderline hypothermic and soaked to the bone:wtfsmilie:
Couple of hot coffees and some more backcountry for breakfast we packed up and headed back.
Got to my vehicle to find smoke out of the chimney of the diggers hut and a happy chappy who was pleased to see us.
Turned out he had walked a couple of k up to the hut after getting his vehicle stuck in one of the crossings! a quick snatch and he was out with no real harm done other than wet carpet.
Was fucken wet, unbelievably cold and bloody awesome :thumbsup:
Im goin back for that Stag at some stage, huge animal thick velvet two tines and a lump at the top the size of my fist, he is going to be a goody.
Sounds fun, good luck with that stag.
Good work Cam. I'm too soft to venture out in the rain. Mind you, I'm slowly working on it.
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I wondered where you were VC. Now I know. That sounds fun. I absolutely dislike getting wet with a passion but once I am wet I am fine with it. Sounds like that stag is well advanced in velvet for this time so that either makes him big or the feed is plentiful.
Yep he is a big ol stag Rushy,would almost have been a shame to have shot him in velvet......almost;)
Was to wet to get the camera out most of the time but here is a couple of pics.
The fly or "hootchie"(snigger:D) over the top is cos its a cheap arse aussie tent with a vent in the top that rain can blow in:wtfsmilie:
Like this its pretty weather proof.
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Its amazing what trees can hang onto sometimes.
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Nice ambush spot the bow hunter is standing on.
Yea. She's pretty gorgey but still little feed areas like the bottom left of that pic that I was hoping to find a spiker on. Weather probably didnt help our cause there.
Your a good mate vietnamcam.
A well known local lad (hunter) did the unthinkable a couple of weeks ago, if only he had reached out and sought help/talked to someone... maybe his future would of been brighter.
Nice pics VC. Condolences RB too his friends and family.
Just reread my reply RB and realised it could have been taken two ways, I meant it it was shithouse he must have felt it was his only option.
Iv never had a close friend do that thank god but three people I knew fairly well (threw friends) have, they all seemed happy bouncy people whenever I met them and it came as quite a shock.
Condolences to all who knew him.