macka
20-02-06, 07:13 PM
Posted this in juniors but more people might see it here.
To Blood A New Bow, By Casey McCallum
I awoke to the crimson clouds telling me the sun was soon to follow. As I dragged myself out my swag I looked over to see if my father had awoken. There was no movement from his swag so I started to get my things together for the day. Soon my rustling around in the Ute had woken him and he started to get his gear together as well. As the sun just touched the tops of the ridge behind us we herd a loud bleat coming from the northern ridge, also the biggest on the property. As we strained with the low light through the binoculars my dad soon said he had seen a goat but buggered if I could see it. With my 6 arrows tipped with outback Supremes and my new bowtech yet to be blooded we were off. It was a struggle up the hill, which seemed to get bigger the more we climbed it. We made it to a patch of scrub where we could glass where my dad had seen the goat. And yes he wasn’t seeing things there was a few Billies there. Still about 700m away and right in amongst the tea tree. So we walked casually along a roo pad up towards them until we thought we were close enough to start stalking. With my dad on the video camera and me leading the stalk we stalked painfully slow through the tea tree with our eyes peeled trying to catch a glimpse of anything odd from the surroundings before the goats saw us. Then thump, thump, thump oh its only a roo, we carried on at the steady pace until we heard a goat sneeze up to our left. Visibility was only to about 30m and we couldn’t see him yet so we slowed our pace down even more and making sure we were stepping on rocks not sticks we headed towards where we thought he was. I was confidently stalking along with no noise at all when I glanced to my left and only 30m away there he was, well more there they were. There were about 15 of them and two younger billies had spotted me. There was a clear shot on the two billies bit they were only small so I decided to play the act like a tree game, which the goats soon got sick of and bolted taking the bigger specimens with them.
Disappointed we headed for the top of the ridge where we were rewarded with a magnificent view and about an 80-foot cliff. As we sat to get our breath back a Perry grin falcon took flight off the cliff making a racket and two yellow footed rock wallabies bounded over the cliff face like it was flat ground.
Here are a couple pics from the cliff top.
http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b255/Mackadebowhunter/P2290171.jpg
http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b255/Mackadebowhunter/P2290170.jpg
After our rest we headed into some thick scrub and bush bashed our way though until I heard something take off through the bushes. I gave Dad a hand signal to stop and we had a good look into the thick scrub ahead. And I could just see a patch of black through the scrub. We sat down and watched to see what would unfold. Soon there were about 3 billies in view and I decided to take the shot on a young black and white one. He wasn’t the biggest goat there but I thought he would be a good goat to blood my new bow with. So I drew back and dad with the camera rolling captured my arrow covering the 20m in a split second and completely penetrating the goat. The goat bolted with a lout groan and was dead 15m further. The Bowtech had proved himself with flying colours.
Here is my billy.
http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b255/Mackadebowhunter/P2290172.jpg
Although we had only been hunting a few hours our only intensions on this trip was to check out the property so we decided to head out and maybe check the windmill on the way out to see if anything was watering. On the way out we drove past a few small mobs but left them for another day. It was quite a cool day and there was nothing near the water besides a couple of sheep so we made the trip home and rated it as a successful hunt. Its good to be able to travel a bit over an hour and be able to hunt goats. I think we will be back to this spot!
Hope you enjoy reading about my hunt half as much as i did having it :D
Macka
To Blood A New Bow, By Casey McCallum
I awoke to the crimson clouds telling me the sun was soon to follow. As I dragged myself out my swag I looked over to see if my father had awoken. There was no movement from his swag so I started to get my things together for the day. Soon my rustling around in the Ute had woken him and he started to get his gear together as well. As the sun just touched the tops of the ridge behind us we herd a loud bleat coming from the northern ridge, also the biggest on the property. As we strained with the low light through the binoculars my dad soon said he had seen a goat but buggered if I could see it. With my 6 arrows tipped with outback Supremes and my new bowtech yet to be blooded we were off. It was a struggle up the hill, which seemed to get bigger the more we climbed it. We made it to a patch of scrub where we could glass where my dad had seen the goat. And yes he wasn’t seeing things there was a few Billies there. Still about 700m away and right in amongst the tea tree. So we walked casually along a roo pad up towards them until we thought we were close enough to start stalking. With my dad on the video camera and me leading the stalk we stalked painfully slow through the tea tree with our eyes peeled trying to catch a glimpse of anything odd from the surroundings before the goats saw us. Then thump, thump, thump oh its only a roo, we carried on at the steady pace until we heard a goat sneeze up to our left. Visibility was only to about 30m and we couldn’t see him yet so we slowed our pace down even more and making sure we were stepping on rocks not sticks we headed towards where we thought he was. I was confidently stalking along with no noise at all when I glanced to my left and only 30m away there he was, well more there they were. There were about 15 of them and two younger billies had spotted me. There was a clear shot on the two billies bit they were only small so I decided to play the act like a tree game, which the goats soon got sick of and bolted taking the bigger specimens with them.
Disappointed we headed for the top of the ridge where we were rewarded with a magnificent view and about an 80-foot cliff. As we sat to get our breath back a Perry grin falcon took flight off the cliff making a racket and two yellow footed rock wallabies bounded over the cliff face like it was flat ground.
Here are a couple pics from the cliff top.
http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b255/Mackadebowhunter/P2290171.jpg
http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b255/Mackadebowhunter/P2290170.jpg
After our rest we headed into some thick scrub and bush bashed our way though until I heard something take off through the bushes. I gave Dad a hand signal to stop and we had a good look into the thick scrub ahead. And I could just see a patch of black through the scrub. We sat down and watched to see what would unfold. Soon there were about 3 billies in view and I decided to take the shot on a young black and white one. He wasn’t the biggest goat there but I thought he would be a good goat to blood my new bow with. So I drew back and dad with the camera rolling captured my arrow covering the 20m in a split second and completely penetrating the goat. The goat bolted with a lout groan and was dead 15m further. The Bowtech had proved himself with flying colours.
Here is my billy.
http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b255/Mackadebowhunter/P2290172.jpg
Although we had only been hunting a few hours our only intensions on this trip was to check out the property so we decided to head out and maybe check the windmill on the way out to see if anything was watering. On the way out we drove past a few small mobs but left them for another day. It was quite a cool day and there was nothing near the water besides a couple of sheep so we made the trip home and rated it as a successful hunt. Its good to be able to travel a bit over an hour and be able to hunt goats. I think we will be back to this spot!
Hope you enjoy reading about my hunt half as much as i did having it :D
Macka