The last day had arrived and we had to leave for home at some stage but before we go we gotta even up the goat count Dane said. On the way out to the property I was telling Dane about a large shaggy grey billy that I had given a limp to last trip and was on my to do list right at the top if I got a chance, I wasn’t to know that today our paths would cross once again! Back into the mosh pit once again with refreshed ground again after a storm at 2.00am we slowly crept along with a breeze in our faces, everything was quite not a bleat to be heard and little in the way of tracks on the red dirt. Look over there a black billy and two nannies feeding lets see what else is in here. We stayed parallel to an access track and started seeing spatters of all different colours mostly nannies and kids lying down in amongst the Mulga.
What are we going to do Darren said Dane, well mate lets keep them on our left and see if we can locate a billy or two up further before it opens up. It wasn’t long before we heard the love tunes and clashing of horns up ahead causing big smiles as it was party time again and this renewed our enthusiasm for one last billy. There they are mate hell right on the edge of the cleared stuff you don’t want them to go out there. About 10 or so Billies had a nanny bailed up and there were some good sets in amongst them. “What’s the plan” Dane said, I found em you go get em was the reply! Now this was no easy feat as cover was limited and they new something was up. They almost instantly spotted Dane after commencing his stalk but they were reluctant to leave their girl friend and this was in Dane’s favour.
I did not have a clear picture of all the Billies from where I was standing but my jaw hit the deck as from out behind a bush behind the nanny came SHAGGY my old mate who clearly had the best rack in there.
Shaggy peeping through saying hello Darren!!
I can’t write what I thought but let’s say Dane is extremely lucky he did not have volley prints right over the top of him! Me ole mate was onto Dane though and once bitten twice shy you might say stayed just outa reach. Another decent billy presented an opportunity for Dane and he let loose and arrow harmlessly sailing over his back and into the dirt. The goats retreated into the Mulga a little in hot pursuit of the nanny which gave Dane some time to regather his arrow and get some advice. See that grey goat!!! Yeah mate that’s SHAGGY, you know my SHAGGY the same SHAGGY I have been blabbering on about please don’t shoot SHAGGY! Dane thought stuff you Darren SHAGGY is history and it’s my friggin turn. Anyway we let them settle down a bit while we fought over SHAGGY and then I gave in. Ok Dane let’s get him and with that I got us around into a position where we have an opportunity to have another go again. I’m looking at the Billies surrounding the nanny and there is a grey goat hogging the nanny but it is not SHAGGY. Danes already on his way to bust a cap in SHAGGY but it’s not him, shoot the grey one Dane I am saying as I am only 3 steps behind him. As the nanny relocates chasing refuge the grey billy presents a shot and Dane nails him on the trot. The grey billy instantly bailed up in the logs and wouldn’t move with Dane broadside at 18 metres. Wait a minute mate I signalled to Dane he might walk out presenting himself a bit better. Dane could see that where he was a log was a certain hindrance.
I crouched down low and caught Danes attention once more, get down lad and have a look through there. Dane got down and turned and looked at me with a yeah right idiot look on his face. I give him some encouragement and said you can do it there is no log mate and with that the lad concentrated a little spot on the grey billy drew that longbow back and let loose a perfect arrow sailing straight through the grey billy’s boiler room that had thought he had refuge in the timber. I was fortunate to capture the arrow entering through the billy with my camera and I don’t know who was happier Dane or me.
As the arrow was entering and a complete pass through achieved.
With the grey billy on the ground I said to Dane thank god it’s not SHAGGY mate and he said yes it is!! No it’s not does he look SHAGGY to you matey No!!!!!! Old SHAGGY had given us the slip and lives a little longer (thank god). It still didn’t matter Dane had his last billy on the ground with a spectacular finish and stalk to top the trip off and even though he was no SHAGGY he was a special memory in his own right for Danes bow hunting adventures well done mate good luck in Longreach!!
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