As I prepared to travel to the Apple Isle for the 2022 fallow buck season, a random question jumped into my head. How many times have I been to Tassie chasing deer?
After looking at lots of photos and referring to my hunting notes, I realised my impending expedition would my twentieth! My first trip was in 2000, and since then sometimes I’d been twice a year; in others I hadn’t made it at all.
I HOPED that my twentieth trip would bring both hunting success and great times with old hunting mates.
As Zeke’s HiLux rolled off the boat in Devonport’s early morning light, memories of previous trips replayed in my mind. On my first trip, I experienced a welcome bout of beginner’s luck and knocked over a very nice representative fallow buck. I remembered that it had been a very warm, sunny afternoon with a blustery northwester blowing. We’d been scouting in my mate Anton’s 4WD and pulled up to glass the countryside from a prominent high point.
I picked out a little
