Thread: What is last light?

On one of my NZ exploration missions about 3 years ago, I ended up in a well known pub on the eastern flanks of the Catlins. Saturday night, All Blacks vs Aussie, big pig hunting competition had finished that arvo. Lots of fairly hammered local lads & lasses all dressed up in their best camo and Swannies.

After the final whistle, I was invited out to go spotlighting. Eh? Where? In such-and-such a block. But that’s public land, says I. And you’re shitfaced.

Yeah so what. And off they went.

I went and spent the night out the back of the pub. Caught up with the same bunch the next morning at the pig weigh in, they were looking pretty rank and hungover. Good pigs though, lots of real big ginger boars. And a two utes with trays full of deer...