Kukuwai's day 3 report.......
Encouraged by the sighting last night I was up early again and off on the sneaky sneak along the bush edge as soon as it was light enough to shoot.
However the usual story prevailed and despite the country looking awesome no deer could be found.
By the time 11oclock came round I had spent so much time looking thru the binos that I was seeing deer everywhere. Spaniard grass deer, toi toi deer, old dead stick deer. Bugger this I'm gunna look for a chamois.
So I be lined it up on top of an ancient moraine wall that had a commanding view up the valley and started glassing the shady spots.
After about 30min I couldnt believe it !!! I had found 2 of them feeding up in a steep gutter in some shady bluffs above me. Due to the uphill angle I initially thought they were a lot further than they were so was pleasantly surprised when i ranged the closest one at 273m.
Eventually i got the bipod set up ontop of the backpack well enough to get comfortable behind the rifle and hold a solid bead on it. I watched it for a while and then squeezed off.
The sound of the 6.5x55 ricocheted around the valley breaking the silence that had been present for the last few days. A solid hit saw the target tumble out of the gutter into the snow tussock below the bluffs. Its mate further up the gutter seemed confused and just stood there so I quickly lined up on that one and let rip again.
However the shot was rushed and the result was a clean miss. Off it took running like very few animals can in that terrain, what a sight to see !! Oh well I have made a 50% reduction in that heard I thought.
No seriously, I was delightedEven more so when I eventually made it up there (its always steeper than it looks) and found this well conditioned doe.
The shot had entered the crease and exited to the side of the brisket so I was able to harvest all of the meat and head back down to camp for a well earned late lunch. Camp was already in the shade and cooling down fast so a great place to bone out the meat and cool it down.
At 4pm the meat was hung up in a nearby tree and it was back up onto the sniper spot for the evening. Usual story, no deer, no deer, no deer.
I looked at my watch at 5.45 and thought, ill give it until 6pm. When i looked back up from my watch there was a deer crossing the river flats coming from the far side to my side. It was about 700m away and right out in the middle and moving quickly.....so off I go down the bank for a 500m or so mad dash up the bush edge. Then after a few twilight shenanigans finding it again (fark, where is it, where is it !!) Finally a deer was on the deck !!
The photo doesn't do the light justice as it was almost dark by now. I had made the rookie mistake of not taking a head torch with me up onto the sniper spot, silly fool. After some fading light butchery it was a pretty dark walk back to camp that night.
Needless to say I was a buggered but happy hunter when I hit the sleeping bag that night
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