A Hunters Reflections
Thoughts, Reflections, Recollections and Hunting Tales.
My last hunting trip with my Son for a while.
We traveled North from Perth to Gabyon Station in the hope of hunting some Goats and we were not disappointed. As the weather was overcast and rainy we opted for rooms in the old shearers quarters, we supplied our own sleeping bags but if needed Gabyon can supply linen for a small additional fee if required. After unpacking all our gear we set off toward the hills where the owners had advised us we were most likely to find some goats. Having hunted a lot of Goats in Western NSW I knew in this wet weather they would be on rocky sheltered ground probably bedded down facing into the wind. So with this in mind we set about approaching the hills from down wind, hoping they would not see or smell us.
As we got closer to the hills we could start to make out Goats feeding on some of the flatter country and many more bedded down on the rocks out of the wind. We skirted the main part of the hill and climbed up a gully hoping to get above the Goats. When we reached the top we crossed over some open ground and started to look down the slope to locate the Goats, we soon found a small group feeding a little way down the main hill. I had a quick conversation with Jack and we decided to take a young Nanny for meat as there were no Big Billies in this group. We quietly got set up and Jack settled behind the rifle and I ranged the goats at just over 200 meters. I told Jack which one we should take and he confirmed he had the correct animal. We had to wait a while for a clear shot but the young Nanny eventually stepped clear of the other goats and turned to face us, Jack made a perfect front on central chest shot to drop the Nanny where she stood.
We got up early and after a small breakfast we set off to hunt some other hill complexes on the Station. We walked all day but saw very little as the wind was howling and very cold but we were pleased we already had some meat for the freezer. We had an early dinner and talked with some other guy's that had come up for the weekend for a short while before we built a big fire outside our room and sat around talking, just spending time together.
As I write this he has only been gone a day and so much has changed for me, for both of us. We have shared so much adventure together over the years, Spearfishing up and down the Western Australian Coast and Baja Mexico to hunting in South Africa's East Cape and the Kalahari. It only seemed fitting that our last meal at home together should be roast Goat.
It's only been a day and I miss him terribly, but I am so thankful for the times we got to share, I cant wait to see him again.