Apparently it was easier & less painful for him to do it, than to watch me. You know what, he was right ! I certainly found it much easier watching him assemble them ...
Monday 3rd September was D day, we departed Maryborough & started our travels towards Cunnamulla. A pit stop in Dalby seen Nephew climb aboard & it was on the road again. Plenty of dribble inside the car, a quick stop outside St George for some roadwork's & a few push ups to give the boys a laugh. Before we knew it, it had got dark & we were playing dodge the roo on the way into the property. Well I knew we were staying in some sort of quarters, but I guess I didn't know what to expect, but to say I was shocked that it was a fully functioning house with electricity with all the mod cons would be an understatement.
Jeff & Nephew met up with the property manager while Rod & cooked dinner, when they returned with a map of the freshly graded roads on the property, I was thinking this is way too easy.
We soon settled in had a feed & prepared bows, arrows, packs & cameras, ready for the adventure ahead that was going to be THE TRIP TO CUNNAMULLA 2012.
Tuesday 4th September. The first day of hunting.
A bit of recon to relate the map to the roads, this was time well spent, it made getting around the property very easy for the rest of the trip.
Rod got the drop on some goats we had spotted on a lake we stumbled on to. Spilling first blood with a nice young meat goat destined for the camp oven later in the week.
The Lake
The Big Fella and his meat goat
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After a trip to the north west corner, with one boar being ever so lucky, tormenting both Myself & then Nephew, but just staying out of reach on the wrong side of the fence, it was getting late & with only enough time for a walk across a dry swamp that Jeff said was only 1km long, Jeff & I set out for a look. Nephew & Rod would pick us up at the other end. Well some 2km into this 1 km walk I get a signal from Jeff who is 100m to my right to stop, he has obviously spotted something, I watch him sneak in only to lose him behind the bush's. I then here a hit pig & then see a signal from Jeff to come over.
A sensational shot with the Gringa longbow that Rod had made Jeff left this poor conditioned sow down & out very quickly. Jeff was happy, I was happy, so with the photos all said & done we continued on to see how much more of this swamp there was before we reached the car in the failing light.
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Wednesday 5th September. Found us heading to the north east end of the property for more of a look around, we tripped over some rare mobile service, so everyone took advantage & checked in at home.
We spotted a couple of Wedge tail eagles take flight from near the track. Turned out to be a young billy in the bush's they were frightening to death. Rod finished off the little billy that was being attacked by the wedge tail eagles before we continued on.
Ran into Ross (the property manager), he told us how the cattle were keeping goats off the water near the trough in the north east corner.
Nephew & I both had long stalks around the water, but with no results we once again returned to the car with our pride a little shaken.
Back to house for lunch& a rest.
I was keen for a walk so I had nephew dropped me down to a bore drain east of the homestead, while Rod had a similar idea, heading west on another bore drain.
Turned out to be a good plan, Rod seen some good pigs & I shot a nice sow on the boar drain with the Gringa Mistress.
On the walk back to the house, I was enjoying the view, had a nice little photo shoot with this nice fella.
I spotted a couple of Billy's feeding out in the paddock a few hundred meters ahead. I stayed low & worked my way towards them, covering the last 50 or so meters on my belly. I popped up with about 10 meters to go & they were gone..... I thought damn, that's unlucky, then they bleated to my right, no further than about 8 or 9 meters. I steadily rose to my knees as they had their heads down, came to full draw & burnt a hole on the spot I wanted to hit & released. Well he wouldn't have travelled five meters before coming to rest. Well what an afternoon, 1 sow & a Billy to the mighty Gringa Mistress.
A few more pics & I returned to camp feeling good, keeping a low profile I showed the boys the camera with my pics to find out I had downed a couple. Great to see their faces as they come onto the pics.
You should have seen 'Ol Nuts, fellas, he was on bloody 
, looks like a fantastic trip by all. you fellas are a true inspiration to all that bowhunting can be enjoyed well into later years 
