Hunting

The Trouble with Morning Hunts

These yarns I’m telling here are amongst some of the more memorable ones which, funnily enough, are the ones that typically go wrong and generate a bit of Type 2 fun.

Wallaby Hunt

When I hear the word ‘wallabies’, I think of Eden Park and Bledisloe Cup matches.

Grandma’s First Deer!

My mother, Liz, was up from Blenheim visiting us in the North Island for a week last April, and during her visit, I asked her, “Is there anything you’d like to do while you’re staying with us?”

First Tahr, First Lesson

Ultimately, we decided on the east coast of the Southern Alps, as access is more straightforward and the terrain a little gentler.

The Long Way

Puhi Peaks Adventure

It seems to be becoming a bit of a trend with Saxon and I that whenever we organise a trip for a specific date, the weather packs in at the last minute and throws our plans out the window.

High Country Chaos

With a week to go, the weather changed tack; our scheduled departure day had to be put back a day, and while I was bored shitless for the day at home with nothing to do, I had to take it on the chin.