My early AM started off with a few Koala photos,where I ran into a young one riding on mums shoulders on a bush track. She was coming towards me down the centre of the track. I braked,she got into a dead tree and I took a few pics with the help of the head lights to one side. I thought that was a good start to the morning.Then continued to look for a Sambar.
Fog up high, but the mist down lower annoyed me but then the overcast conditions are almost perfect for deer hunting.
I missed this stag initially on my way in but on my return I spotted him and watched as he went to a stump (?) and rubbed his face and under side of neck for 20 minutes not offering a good pic opp.
Then the thought was "**** it,I`m gonna have a crack"....at getting closer for better photos.
Dropping under him out of sight I crossed the hill face not knowing exactly where tf he was. That was fraught with danger of being sprung. Thank **** the `roos were above him though and then I saw his movement,wtf he`s had enough rubbing and he's on his way towards me...aah ****,panic stations,tripod feet set right,camera set right,feet clear of sticks blah blah. ****, he`s in my face at 45 yards and believe me that is a real treat.
He poked and mooched picking a few additions to his heavily full paunch and heard the DSLR clicks and sort of looked up without being perturbed but with a double take then figured that the 'shape' wasn't quite right. He studied me for several minutes, saw my hands dialing settings etc and once his head came up I knew he was there for a short time ha ha.
I heard him woof from the other side a 100 or 200 away. Note that he has a three point top on one beam,thats as rare as cheap fuel.





Fog up high, but the mist down lower annoyed me but then the overcast conditions are almost perfect for deer hunting.
I missed this stag initially on my way in but on my return I spotted him and watched as he went to a stump (?) and rubbed his face and under side of neck for 20 minutes not offering a good pic opp.
Then the thought was "**** it,I`m gonna have a crack"....at getting closer for better photos.
Dropping under him out of sight I crossed the hill face not knowing exactly where tf he was. That was fraught with danger of being sprung. Thank **** the `roos were above him though and then I saw his movement,wtf he`s had enough rubbing and he's on his way towards me...aah ****,panic stations,tripod feet set right,camera set right,feet clear of sticks blah blah. ****, he`s in my face at 45 yards and believe me that is a real treat.
He poked and mooched picking a few additions to his heavily full paunch and heard the DSLR clicks and sort of looked up without being perturbed but with a double take then figured that the 'shape' wasn't quite right. He studied me for several minutes, saw my hands dialing settings etc and once his head came up I knew he was there for a short time ha ha.
I heard him woof from the other side a 100 or 200 away. Note that he has a three point top on one beam,thats as rare as cheap fuel.









