I got onto a new hunting property after offering help with the neighbour’s rabbit problems.
First morning hunt there, I was out just a little after first light. I checked three small gullies before walking the little ridge on the second-last gully.
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I sat and had a quick look before spotting a nice red hind about 60m below me. The wind was gusty over the hilltop but was constantly in my face. I moved into a better position, cracking a small stick.
Another hind walked into view from the underside of the valley I couldn’t see down into. I made a pretty good shot with the .308 and she did a quick sprint before hitting a tree and falling.
At the same time another 10 or more reds ran out that I hadn’t seen before. No antlers, so I let them pass at about 20m before they ran into an open paddock.
I found this unusual. I thought they would have gone for cover, but the herd of hinds seemed confused and didn’t know who to follow to safety. Later I realised I had probably shot the matriarch of the group, leaving the herd leaderless. Plenty of meat and a great hunt to remember.
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