The Deere family from Minnesota had downed tools back home, now living the dream. Three generations made the trip down under, soon to have an experience brighter than any full moon.
Elsie was on target at the range; cool, calm and steady with that smile. With Dan at her side, Lake Wānaka shimmering in the afternoon sun, only one word was needed, this is paradise.
It was at the Neck where the 19 point trophy stag was spotted in the downs, this was his home and such a stunning spot. The golden tussocks, grasses and ferns adding the finishing touches to what was his final rest and sacrifice.
Day two belonged to Audrey who walked with stealth like motion. That big wide smile says it all, to have a special time with my family and enjoy some New Zealand hunting action.
Selecting a white fellow buck, spotted once before in the Birch tree block. Amongst the scrub and rock with no easy rest, the shot was taken and down went the buck in a graceful reaction.
In full morning sun Kylie was up for the challenge in the Ewe block hills, no mean feat as we watched from down below. As only a red stag could do, this was about who could outlast who on the long walk.
Endurance and patience calling, Dan gliding gazelle like up and down the hill. That big 20 pointer thought he’d got away, then with Kylie and the Bergara 6.5 PRC hot on his heels dropped him peacefully with their final stalk.
For three days Joel was quiet and strong, supporting his daughters and little sister too. Heading to Tahr Camp with Dan and his Hilux, they arrived at Glen Lyon ready to hunt into the night.
After a big day of walking and driving it was back on shank’s pony through the sun swept hills. With the evening light and clear skies above, a group of bull tahr presented themselves, a fine trophy was taken in full sight.
What a week filled with excitement and success on the slopes, gourmet meals and refreshments were always on offer at Cross Hill, what a great team behind the scenes. The Deere family were so gracious and happy with their shared experience, it was always on their faces as they had the best smiles.
Glen Dene Hunting and Fishing will be forever in their family, it is now woven as part of the fabric in their homes. It must be mentioned that a non-hunter was always there sharing every moment and memory. Jeff rode shotgun in the Landcruiser, for he and Matt chatted to their hearts content, what a memorable few days as they covered so many miles.
Poem by Matt Holden