MY FIRST HUNTING TRIP
He owns a farm with a massive forest. Dad and I were riding on the four wheeler. Gus and Morts were on the two wheelers out through the farm and on the forest tracks, while Dad’s mate Oots was driving the ute.
Gus, my older brother, had shot his first deer on this farm but I had never been there, and I had never been hunting before, so this was my first time.
We set off. The McQuarries went together and the non-McQuarries went together into the hunting zone. Gus had the gun on his back and we were looking for our prey – deer! One time when Dad was hunting there and just creeping along, there was a
