A PROPERTY I hunt on has an especially big concentration of pigs at one particular time of the year — summer. I first worked this out in late 2020 when a fresh pig turd caught my eye, and I realised to my great delight that it was full of cherry pits. I knew immediately where this pig had been feeding.
THERE is an old strip of an orchard along the edge of the block at the top of a riverbank. The orchard has cherries, plums, apricots, persimmons and some other random fruit I’ve never tried eating, but something for everyone.
After three years of heavy and pretty reliable rain, the country was drying off again in the summer of 2022/23. There was still plenty of grass from the rain earlier in the year. The third year of regrowth after the bushfires brought an explosion in noxious weeds, particularly the
