Small block adventures
It started over a beer. Looking across the crop, we spoke about hunting in Brisbane Valley. It seemed that we knew a few of the same people and places.
A little later came an offer to visit the family property and after a few calls, a date was arranged. When I arrived at the estate, I made my introductions and had a good chat with the owner, a genuinely nice bloke. A little while later I jumped back in the truck and drove over to the block.
I. Early days
That first visit was really just an armed walk, more habit than expectation. In doing so I began to build a mental picture of the near boundary as well as consider how I would approach it next time.
Geographically, it was a small block, something that could be comfortably covered in a few hours. However, it was surrounded by much larger properties and with a promising mix of open paddock and rough, scrubby hill country I felt it held real promise.
More importantly it was close to
