My Dad is a Hunter
This is a brief story of Dad’s hunting life. He has been an avid deerstalker since he was sixteen years old, building an early and intimate relationship with the wild Kaweka ranges of inland Hawkes Bay.
While reminiscing about these early hunting experiences, a knowing smile spreads across his weather-beaten face as he tells stories of overzealous adventure, amateur mistakes and superhuman deer carries. All fundamental factors that contributed to the development of a good Kiwi bush education.
His stories start with how he couldn’t afford a proper day pack to take on his hunts, so instead he strategized on how to repurpose a second-hand potato sack – complete with homemade shoulder straps made
