It’s the hunter’s favourite time of the year – the Roar. A couple of mates and I hatched a plan to fly into an area we hadn’t been to before and spend a week hunting red stags. I hadn’t shot a red stag before this trip, so I was keen to get going.
I’d been tramping since before I could walk, spending my first couple of years enjoying New Zealand’s wilderness from the comfort of a toddler backpack.
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