It's 5:30am, off goes the alarm, and there goes my sleep-in. Never mind that though, as I was going hunting. After a quick coffee and a bowl of Weet-Bix, I put on my boots and was out the door with my wife, Rach, following behind.
As February nears the end of its long days and warm nights, thoughts of piercing jap stag squeals and valleys of bellowing angry red beasts as the rut fast approaches is something that plays on every hunter’s mind. I’m an all-season hunter – whether it be putting quality meat on the table or trophy hunting.
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