Playing the Field
I’d waited all week for this day. As usual, winter had produced another clear, crisp Southland afternoon.
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Of Seasons Past
A cold gust of wind blows upriver, the sky is full of dark grey looming clouds, and you can see steam billowing from the truck exhaust in the red glow of the taillights.
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Hunt Rivers, Hunt Light
There’s no need to panic, because when we hunt rivers, we hunt light. We’ve no need for big spreads that fill every landing spot, and we’re not trying to draw in birds from other ponds or other people’s decoy spreads.
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P Is For Prep
For some of us, pre-season prep work starts at the end of the last season, and for others, it’s two days before Opening Weekend.
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Perfecting the set
On a cold Saturday morning, a couple of well-dressed hunters stroll across a paddock; a large, perfectly conditioned Labrador criss-crosses ahead, tracking the lines hares had run the night before.
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A Game of Hide and Seek
It’s a cool winter morning … that one weekend you managed to dodge the work around the yard to go and have a bit of fun at the end of a long, hard week.
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