I decided that since I had a strong urge to kill more goats after my first success with Kimall – I needed to get some access to good goat country. I headed to an area near tenterfield which (with some good advice from a mate) proved to be a great area to find goats. I got access to one property, which had some land following a river filled with carp and natives. This property also consisted of a small amount of a mountain-side. That arvo, I had a quiet walk along the river in the hope of spotting a pig doing its thing. After a hundred yards or so, I noticed some ripples in the water, and thought PIG! I snuck in quickly with intervening brush hiding me. I got to within about5 yards and then looked around the tree trunk in front of me. Then I realised it was actually carp nosing around in the shallows.
The following day I got access to the neighbours place, which covers an incredible amount of mountain ranges and gorge country. Within 20 minutes of getting the OK from the property owner, I was stalking a small mob of goats with my RER vortex. At 51lb@30†this has become my favourite hunting bow, due to its pointing qualities, and silence. The goats were slowly feeding up the hillside towards me as I crouched in the meter-high bushes. The wind was nice and steady in my face, and I was in a good position so I waited for a good shot to present itself. As they fed into about 7 or 8 yards from me I readied for the shot – the nerves were strung tight! I decided to take the young billy of the group since I hadn’t shot a billy yet. I took the shot, but failed to reach anchor and ended up snap shooting – ****!!! My arrow flew harmlessly over his back, smashing on some rocks in the distant scrub. The mob was slightly alarmed and stopped feeding to look around. I stayed completely still, and after only 2 or 3 minutes they started feeding again – this time down the slope away from me. I let them feed unmolested for a few minutes and then snuck in through the scrubby bushes as quickly and noiselessly as I could. I got myself into position for another 7-8 yard shot, and waited for the same billy to feed into a quartering away broadside position. When he finally did, I sent another 600gr vic-ash shaft led by a 125gr ribby on its way. This time there was no half-arsed snap-shooting, and the arrow hit him perfectly – taking him high in the left lung, and exiting low in the right. He crashed down through the scrub with half the arrow out either side of him. He only made it about 20 yards, and pilled up. I was stoked to have taken this billy cleanly after a stuffed first shot – especially considering it was within my first 20 minutes on the place.
I have since gained access to some other properties with pigs and rabbits being the main target – and here are a couple of pics from those journeys...........
pig rippings:
peekabooo
wallowing porkers:
and finally - "the kitchen"
Hope you enjoyed the yarn and pics.
.thanks for the out door pictures does the heart good .cheers 
.........Rod
Well here is number 7 
