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Thread: Blooding the .223

  1. #1
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    Feb 2019

    Blooding the .223

    I finally got a chance to head out into the hills and grabbed the opportunity with both hands. I headed to a local spot that had a nice loop track to follow. Following the sage advice of one of the older and wiser heads on here I took my time and began the slow creep around the loop track keeping both eyes and ears out for signs of game.
    Iím used to tops hunting. I really like getting my stride on and covering some ground, so this slow careful approach was a new experience.
    I tell you what I was absolutely blown away by the sounds of the bush. The birdsong was just wonderful. There wasnít a lick of wind, so next to no sound apart from the birds and me. At least twice I was convinced there was an animal just out of eye shot. Heart racing I would creep forward only to be met by an enthusiastic bird.

    I was maybe an hour into my hunt , living my best stalking life when I heard the worst possible sound. Day walkers. Yacking away they bought me sharply back to reality. They completely destroyed the bush atmosphere. We humans are a noisy bunch.

    Well I thought there goes my stalk. I sat down and ate my lunch as I waited for them to catch up. They took near bloody 10 minutes to get to me, and hurried on past. They quickly moved on and the peace settled in once again. Maybe my hunt wouldnít be done for after all.

    I carried on my stalk having given the loud mouths a good half an hour to power ahead. I approached clearing visible through the trees. As I got closer I saw a cat just off the trail to the right(wtf) why was there a cat way up here?? I realised my mistake when the ďcatĒ started hopping away. Shit I thought I had blown my first chance. Thankfully he decided to stop and check me out again. I raised my rifle. Bang flop. One down. He was a wee one, but Iíll take it.

    I carried on stalking my way down the path, stopping every now and again to have a good listen. Bloody birds again.
    Up ahead was another clearing. This one looked bigger. I slowed right down, and each step I took I scanned all available ground. Nothing so far. I cleared the bush line and stepped into tussock. Up to my right maybe 10 mitres away a big wallaby stood up and stared me down. I raised my rifle. Bang flop. Second one down. He was a big one indeed. I took a selfie with him then moved on my way.

    I checked my watch and was shocked to see that nearly three hours had flown by. I was so absorbed in being present in the environment I didnít notice the passage of time. With a start I realised what the time actually was. I had to get back to the car and drive back to town to pick up the kids form school. Doesnít go down so well with the wife if Iím not there to get them aye.

    I said goodbye to my stalk and began to get my stride on, continuing around the loop to the car. I was making so much noise I even gave up seriously looking for animals. I assumed that any in the vicinity would be long gone by the time I got near them.

    So I was surprised when out of the corner of my eye I spotted a wee wallaby frozen in place. Canít see me, just keep on moving he seemed to say. Sorry mate but I have seen you. Bang flop. Flop. Flop. Flop. Bugger I must have clipped him as he flops flops flops his way down into the bush. Half a minute later all is still again.

    I carried onto my car, unloaded my rifle, unpeeled my sweat filled shirt off and jumped in the car.
    Made it home with heaps of time to spare. My legs are buggered this evening, all shaky. That slow stalking is something I am going to have to get used to I think!

    All in all three wallabies down. Iím stoked with how my rifle performed. And I had a bloody enjoyable day in the bush. Canít wait to do it again!

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  2. #2
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    Aug 2015
    Timaru, Canterbury
    Goo$ work Delphus, love my .223. Great calibre for roos. We are very lucky here in South Canterbury so have so many opportunities on our doorstep. Enjoy the great outdoors!



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