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Went up the back yesty arvo into the bush edge. Righteo a check list as I drove up the hill.

Rifle/ammo/knives/steel/camera/camo jacket/hat/veil/headtorch/tripod blah blah ah fuck I left my mittens home ffs.
They are green fleece with palm pads and very effective.

I didn't have time to go back for them and as I was going to be sitting on the eastern side I was in the sunlight till the sun dipped behind the mount. I was extremely conscious of my white mirror hands as I was bino-ing so I pulled my sleeves down as good as possible.

As late as you want my dog had been advising through his body attitude that there was 'something" and getting closer too as we had a good falling cold air stream in our face.
I had watched/looked/scanned for ages and put him to be scenting a fox or a dog..he LOVES foxes btw.
Then fuck me I saw spikes moving towards me but behind a big log,the spikey must have been in the swampy cutting sags the whole bloody time and only came out on dark.

I waited till he drew level with me, I had already commanded the dog to come behind and rolled him over DOTS.
No big deal just a nice evening with a 1/2 mile walk back to the ute and back for a full body retrieval.

Anyway it was a "gloves off" evening.




This wobbly pic below demonstrates the lateness of the evening shot and why its worth 'staying put' instead of giving up too early.

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Great Job---thx for posting..
apparently gloves were NOT needed...

Ripp

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