You are in for a great adventure!
The absolute most fun I have ever had was while hunting was in Australia. I don't think I've ever laughed so hard for so long, or had as much adventure packed into a few short weeks.
The first photo below is a few of us hanging out in the evening (anyone recognize the cantankerous guy in the middle?). We were having a drink and listening to the red stags roar after sundown and making plans for the next morning's hunt to go after them again.
The second photo is of two pigs I shot in the long grass during a huge fight that erupted when a pack of Dingoes attacked the herd. It was wild, as the boars that were in the herd that couldn't find a dingo to fight just attacked each other and the fight was on. Dingos snarling, pigs squeeling and fighting, and two arrows in the air. Man, it was WILD!
Then it got real hairy as the boar ran a big circle and came right at me with a two-blade broadhead sticking out one side. He was running at warp speed and the wicked-sharp blade missed my leg by two inches or less as I jumped out of the way. Crikey Mate!
(P.S. Stalking the long grass can get a bit scary at times, you can't see the pigs until you are at point blank range.)