Houseplant

Our Russel Hobbs unit has been going strong for many years and gets a weekly workout. UK company, so must be available in the UK?

When I had the pleasure of living in London, bits off my car kept getting stolen. Headlights and radiator. Sounds funny, but it wasn't at the time. Budget was very tight. It got to the point where I was putting a tea towel under the bonnet so the latch couldn't be opened. That didn't turn out well as the scumbags just broke in to the car to pop the bonnet from the inside. Even saw the guy that was doing one night. Bold as brass checking out all the cars in the street. Police not too helpful. In the end, I kept the car at a mates' house on the other side of town. Very inconvenient.

I received two excellent pieces of life advice from my father, don't get married and don't have kids. Sadly, I chose to ignore his advice.

Not being able to cook is very common, even here in a country where people are closer to the land and food harvesting. It shows in our obesity statistics, about 30% of the population are obese.

My neighbour is exactly the same. He grew up eating rabbit. I gave him a couple of rabbits once and believe he actually vomited due to the smell alone when cooking. His wife couldn't smell much and I ate some rabbit shot on the same night with no issues at all. Strange.

These look a little better: https://www.industrialfootwear.co.nz/product/skellerup-hiker/ I think the old timers liked these rubber boots because they were quiet and waterproof. That said, if stream water goes in over the top, it's staying in there. They were generally worn in our colder environments.

Popular here with the old timers. Haven't tried them myself. http://workoutfitters.co.nz/shop/foot-wear/gumboots/ashley/

I always used to save a rabbit for the farmer's dog on a big piece of land I had access to. Dog was huge, not sure of breed, great dane/mastiff cross I believe. Quite a scary looking animal. I certainly wouldn't let my young son anywhere near it. Anyway, the dog would rear up and swallow the rabbit whole like a crocodile. We did this for years and the dog never had any issues.

Correct. It explains why a bullet impacts low at very close range relative to the range at which we are zeroed. It's counterintuitive.

Mrs Houseplant is getting over-excited. She's supporting NZ. I don't care and out NZ-born son is supporting England. A split household 😂

Most dangerous thing in Australia is Australians 😀

Is that really true?

It depends where you live in Aussie. I have urban living friends over there who have never seen a snake. For my own part, I have a strong snake phobia, so living there would prove a challenge.

Mrs Houseplant is currently drinking a beer and shouting at the TV. We've been in NZ too long I think.

I was briefly very confused. Leatherjackets in this part of the world are a completely different kettle of fish 😀

Doesn't sound like can't be bothered food, but I have a fish fillet/loin. There's always fish in the fridge or freezer. Coat in something tasty and probably unhealthy and cook in the pan hot and fast. If it's white fish, cook through. If it's something with red meat like tuna, I'll sear it. Usually have a sliced avocado on the side. Whole lot doused in sriracha or Japanese mayonnaise. I'll have this every day of the week if home alone.

Cheers mate.

CCI Subsonic (hollow point) have always been good in my CZ452 apart from one bad batch.

Exactly. Even with these two small animals on what would be a "short" walk out by local standards, it would still be two trips for me. I've done it before and wouldn't recommend it! Pretty dangerous too on steep, slippery terrain. I would have processed these particular animals at home in exactly the same way, so no sense in carrying out skin and extra bone. That said, next time I get the opportunity for a head shot, the animal will come out whole for a spit roast.

Thanks. Multiple barrels would be great, but I'd stick to more mainstream calibres as I don't reload and we are suffering serious ammunition shortages at the end of the planet.

I think it's true to say that most of us who take part in hunting and fishing eventually find a formula that works in a particular situation and stick to it. That applies to my goat hunting. As usual, the main impetus for getting out was running out of meat in the freezer, but that aside, I do enjoy these short trips. They are somewhat physically strenuous without being over the top. Got to the top of the mountain at first light. Mist added to the atmosphere. No animals seen on the farmland. Not unusual, but sometimes I get lucky. In to the bush, same story over the next 4km. Nothing seen, heard or smelt. No sign either. A bit of a worry. Had cullers been through "my" forest? Took a break and decided to turn back. As is often the way, I came across some animals on the return journey. I get up too early for the goats sometimes! Two young billies were grazing on the paddocks. Took the first, made sure it was down, then saw the second had made it's way in to the bush. Gave it a "bleat", the animal stopped and turned giving me a successful broadside shot. On to the bush butchery. Over the years, I've developed a simple cord and carabiner kit for getting animals off the ground. It works well for small to medium size animals. Back and front legs taken from both animals, as well as backstraps. The walk out was pretty uneventful, although I did spot three goats close to some farm buildings. I've never seen them so low or close to a built up area. An enjoyable and productive morning. Covered 8km over steep farmland and bush. Final stages of meat preparation at home.

I remember my first boar. At night in an isolated spot. Literally fizzing with adrenaline. Completely missed on the first shot and it went down on the second. Anyway, thought I'd just sling it over my shoulders and walk back to camp like the guys in the magazines. As Walker says, it felt like it was literally screwed to the ground! My first attempt at field butchery followed.

True. Be under no illusion, it is an extremely isolated area and the weather can be wild.

Fishing and hunting alone in that part of the country would blow your mind.