Rip Muz. I still remember pushing that quad up a hill pug hunting whilst getting a lung full of exhaust.
Rip Muz. I still remember pushing that quad up a hill pug hunting whilst getting a lung full of exhaust.
Muz and his Dad met me at a mates farm at Ratehi. We tried hard to get him a deer out the back of Ruatiti Stn but it was difficult with Muz needing to be on the bike. On reflection we should have got him into a spot and waited the evening out. We eventually got him one inside the deer farm, but that was tricky too. It was a wonderful weekend with a good bloke. Madness got him the odd wild deer I think. Muz was always so tickled when he shot something.
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing, and right-doing, there is a field. I will meet you there.
- Rumi
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