This years roar is over for me. Just about to start for some. However the chilly bin is full..
My kit ready for the chopper ride out
The biggest Rata vine I've ever seen
We load our gear onto the chopper and are asked on halfway back 'are you in a hurry I'd just like to look up here for some spring hunting areas'. So were treated to a bit of a nose about and had a good chat with the pilot/owner. Himself a keen hunter. We arrive back at the airstrip. Divvy up the meat and make our way home.
I'm still recalling the moment in my mind when I see my Stag and swung my rifle up and nailed him with a perfect shot. And those 3 pongas getting bashed about by the surprise Stag. And the Stags roaring back at my roars - even roared back at AYWOOOGA. What a fantastic experience with 3 bloody good bastards. I would drop everything to head out with them again. Good Attitudes, good hunters, good camp banter and great humour all week long. FYM
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