Thread: Dustoff for Willie Peters

Originally Posted by Scribe

Ohutu Stream. I used to drop into there in the roar or when I had been eating venison to long and wanted a bit of pork. It was a great place to hunt stags under that big podocarp forest. The place used to go mad. The hut only had a dirt floor then and it was always dirty, it was damp in the winter and it was a hard place to get decent fire wood.

Interesting thing my old hunting partner Jim Warren found a Moa skeleton in the stream not far up from the hut. It is the sort of country that gives you the feeling that they are probably still in there.
A friend of mine said he got one of the biggest frights he ever had in this hut. He dropped down from Aorangi and got in after dark, cooked a feed and read for awhile before blowing the candle out. He was lying there contemplating the events of the day as you do when he spotted these two great baleful looking eyes staring at him from under the other bunk and along with that the outline of some sinister creature. His blood ran cold and he was frozen to the spot, mesmorized by these two huge green eyes staring at him. He had in the end to make himself get out of bed and get the matches and light the candle expecting to be sprung on. To his great relief on examination of the creature it turned out to be a half rotten stump that someone had pushed under the bunk and the eyes were two big round patches of Phosphorus in the rotting wood.

You should have been there on Saturday because it was howling. Some good solid wind gusts. Some good heavy horizontal rain and hail at times.