A soggy ambush

After prolonged bouts of wet season weather and then the COVID-19 restrictions, any plans to replenish our stock of venison had been significantly delayed.

So, at the earliest opportunity, my wife Kathy and I packed our car and set off for a couple of days camping and hunting at one of our favourite locations. It was a basic camp with only the essentials. We had cooked and frozen a few one-pot meals so that we could concentrate on the hunting.

As we set up our camp in mid-afternoon, it was pleasing to see a lot of tracks left by chital deer, pigs and wild dogs. There were even a few weathered deer bones underfoot from one of our previous hunts. Over the years, we had shot a couple of dozen deer all within a