Often the unexpected experience is the most rewarding as I found out the summer that I moved to Hawkes Bay. After an exciting but stressful relocate, I quickly settled into a pattern of hunting at least five times per week. In just a few months I had seemed to have mastered sharpening my knife, packing the perfect contents of a hunting day pack, butchering goats and large hares. I was feeling more ready for a deer than ever before.
Women wanting to go hunting. Even five years ago, a woman on a hunt was seen as a rare (and beautiful?) thing. Nowadays it’s seen as much more usual. And as kiwis – and hunters – we need to promote and support our women in hunting.
I have spent over 16 years in New Zealand; I have been tramping and exploring the outdoors for 13 years; I have been around firearms and knives in the back country for over five years; I have jet boated up remote rivers for nearly a year. I have done all of these things with a less than acceptable, or even worse no form of, personal first aid kit. That stops now.
This past weekend I attended my first ever shooting event, run by the good lads at Gillice Practical Rifle Events in conjunction with Ruahine NZDA down in good old windy Dannevirke. The event was a biathalon – where the competitors were scored on their overall time and also shooting ability. 99% of the targets were…
The age old question. It’s usually made with good intentions – the new hunter, armed with $1k in the bank and a passion for shooting some deer just wants to know an easy answer, what rifle to buy. What cartridge?
I’d like to share with you what I’ve learned over the past three years to assist me with the harvest of these triple chaps.
As opening weekend approaches, animal activist groups are becoming hot on their social media. The original posts are usually emotive, anthropomorphic, vague in detail and inaccurate. As a long term consumer of media, I can let most of those things go. But the comments! Oh, the comments.