OzzyDave
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We had to juggle dates a couple of times, mainly because of the old "rona", but we arrived at main house of the cattle station mid afternoon. The place we would be spending the next 8 days, is about 15 hours drive northwest of hometown of Brisbane. After the obligatory cup of tea and chat with the owner we were on our way to the old sheep sheering quarters, some 20 mile down the dirt. The gear was unload was in record time - we wanted to hunt some pigs. It took us a couple of days to get the lay of the land and work out the patterns of the big boars we were chasing. When you're hunting 300,000 aces they can hide anywhere BUT generally find the water and find the hogs.
I managed 8 small ones and one half decent boar for the trip, with the other 2 guys chipping in with 5 or so each. It was much cooler temp wise than we would normally hunt and the pigs were out feeding until 11am some mornings. We really only found family groups and mob boars on the water courses. The big boars were holding up in dry gullies. sometimes miles from any water. Overall, it was brilliant getting away with 2 good mates. Sitting around the camp fire at night, telling tales of the days adventures, while sipping a tasty beverage - generally a bundy rum and coke.
It will be great to get back out here when it's hot (100f +) It's uncomfortable hunting BUT the big boars need to water more often.
The old cooks quarters. We were lucky enough to have good clean tank water for drinking etc.
The trusty 4x4’s beside the old meat house.
The dry channels the big boars were hiding in.
My first hog of the trip. A scrawny sow from 25 yards.
I got this solid little boar just before dark. Hard stalking in the open country.
There was 36 in this mob, spread out over about 3 acres.
A spinifex pigeon. Not rare but not common either. About the size of a quail.
The morning boil water for coffee ritual.
The old sheep shearing shed. Not used for many many years.
I managed 8 small ones and one half decent boar for the trip, with the other 2 guys chipping in with 5 or so each. It was much cooler temp wise than we would normally hunt and the pigs were out feeding until 11am some mornings. We really only found family groups and mob boars on the water courses. The big boars were holding up in dry gullies. sometimes miles from any water. Overall, it was brilliant getting away with 2 good mates. Sitting around the camp fire at night, telling tales of the days adventures, while sipping a tasty beverage - generally a bundy rum and coke.
It will be great to get back out here when it's hot (100f +) It's uncomfortable hunting BUT the big boars need to water more often.
The old cooks quarters. We were lucky enough to have good clean tank water for drinking etc.
The trusty 4x4’s beside the old meat house.
The dry channels the big boars were hiding in.
My first hog of the trip. A scrawny sow from 25 yards.
I got this solid little boar just before dark. Hard stalking in the open country.
There was 36 in this mob, spread out over about 3 acres.
A spinifex pigeon. Not rare but not common either. About the size of a quail.
The morning boil water for coffee ritual.
The old sheep shearing shed. Not used for many many years.
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