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ADVENTURES
WRITTEN BY - BLAKE CLINCH
T
he clouds darkened, as the rain
threatened to cut our afternoon hunt in
the Pureoras short.
Sidling high up through the face with the dog
in the lead, we weaved through the supplejack
hoping to get a wind coming around the face.
We had already bumped a hind and yearling
early on, along with a sow a little later. With only
half an hour of light left we pushed on around
the face knowing there wasn’t much time left
but the sign was promising so I was hopeful of
another encounter.
Cresting the final spur before turning and
heading home, the dogs nose rose up into
the air and she trotted up the hill sucking
in the air coming down the spur. I gave her
some time but was confident an animal wasn’t
far away. Following suit, I cruised along behind
her climbing up the spur. We’d gone about 80m
up the spur when we started angling around the
face. Her body language signalled we were very
close. Our pace slowed as the eyes and ears
were working overtime in the fading light. As I
climbed an old fallen log I noticed the dog knew
something was there so I put the brakes on and
waited patiently. After a few minutes I heard
sticks snapping ahead of us as the intensity
levels started growing I heard rustling in the
pepperwoods.
Another few minutes
passed and a deer
finally emerged into
a small pepperwood
clearing completely
unaware of me
standing only 8m
away. It was an
even 8 pointer and a
respectable head for
the area. He began
feeding and over the
next minute or so I
got to watch him pick
away and engulf the
vegetation that was
hanging off a ponga.
This was an awesome
start to my winter
hunting! After about
5 minutes he finally
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got our wind and disappeared into the evening
gloom. I managed to see a few pigs the next
day and find another silly stag but unfortunately
he stopped in a bad position for filming.
I’ve always found winter a good time for hunting
with less hunters in the hills and the animals
seem to move more throughout the day. The
only issue I find is the cold and having wet
boots as I am a fan of neither.
My job was finishing in the North Island for a
few months so I headed south for work and
adventure. After a day’s driving I arrived in
Christchurch and spent a couple nights based
there as a massive snow dump fell over the
south island.
The next day I drove further south to meet up
with a mate Darren to try our luck getting up
the Ahuriri river that night. It was dark by the
time we made the Ahuriri road and the snow
was about a foot deep. We tried our luck but
managed to get the ute stuck in the snow so
camped in the truck for the night.
After getting pulled out in morning we spent the
next two days checking out the station Darren
was working on seeing a variety of species,
including my first wallaby. That brought an end
to the first weekend.
A young red yearling left for
another day
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