We got to the other side of the Valley as the sun was really starting to heat up, we dropped down the face and pushed into the scub about where we thought we should be on top of my stag but we over cooked it and ended up below the bluffy knob he was on.
We pushed back up through incredibly thick scrub as we created the knob there he was.
It was hot we were sweaty and the wasps were already out in force, we downed packs inspected the stag and low and behold 3 gunshot wounds 1 far back in the spine then 2 pretty much on top of each other....I hadn't missed
A couple quick photos before the butchering/battling of the wasps.
The wasps were absolutely un relenting there were literally thousands of them my mate was cutting through them on the meat they were so thick.
They hadn't been aggressive towards us but they certainly wanted my stag we made quick work trimming every bit of meat off and getting it into the packs.
With every minute the wasps intensified, I was really starting to get uncomfortable as they were getting a little agitated, I must take my hat off to my mate who butchered quickly almost unfazed by the wasps unfortunately for him as he but the last back ham in his pack he grabbed it and a wasp in the process earning a sting to his middle finger.
We didn't muck about and started powering back up the hill to the track on the ridgeline.
Once out of the thick scrub the wasps all but vanished....probably content with the remains of the butchering.
Congratulations to the boys all round on a good recovery in trying conditions.
Cold beers at camp that night.
Here's a pic of me and my stag a 10 pointer and if you look closely you can see a wasp too
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