Thread: Now wheres that last round i had ?

A few years ago ....
I used too hunt the odd pig . 3 dogs , a mate and a spot across lake taupo .
On one trip , we got a small boar quite quickly . Now it was my usual habit to stick pigs rather than shoot them , lest a dog got accidently shot . But we would take a short barrelled 303 for some close quarter stuff occasionally if really needed .

Now heres the story ...
i carried a couple of rounds in my swanny pocket and loaded the gun if needed . On this occasion the pig just got a poke in the throat and gave up pretty quickly . So we thought , might as well singe it right there and get rid of all the lice before it went on someones back .

While waiting for the punga leaves and manuka brush to catch into a reasonable fire , we took a rest on a fallen punga log . Chewed the fat for a while , and trevor poked a bit savlon into Toss,s couple of rips .

Then an almighty explosion happened.!! The dogs scattered , Trevor fell backwards off the log, and stumbled into a forest of Bush lawyer , the fire was blown out towards me, missed the pig, singed me, causing me to be tempoarily blinded such that i met the lawyers, best mate in the bush, a 9 ft Ongaonga.
Only ash , and dusty grey smoke remained , where there was once a decent fire.
So , this is what had happened. A single round had fallen into the fire from my swanny pocket , and expoded . The case came out of the fire , and was found stuck in the punga log , about an inch below where trevs nut sack had been . The .303 projectile was never found ... the pig never got singed , and i dont put rounds in my swanny pocket any more and dont believe anyone that says , piss eases the stinging of Ongaonga .

They do go someways and anywhere, I was helping a WWI vet called Charlie Sharland clear out his house when I was about 8 or 10 and the balance of a 75 round tub went on the rubbish fire we had going outside. We took cover under the wee house which luckily as was the practise of those days rested on logs laid on the ground rather than piles which wouldnt have given much cover!

Incidentally Charlie was a renowned pig hunter in the Rai/Pelorus valleys area.

i remember those tubs . Never met Charlie though .