Blr243 wrote:Had a bad eye scratch from lantana. My rear left tyre on My quad came of and it forced my quad into a fence. My foot was jammed against the fence so bad I had to take my shoe of to escape. LuckY it was plain And not barbed wire Or the outside of my foot would be badly shredded because My quad moved forward a couple of metres as my foot was jammed in there .....and then there was the leech that tried to enter my body
Blr243 wrote:I get peeved when my mini pack or clothing gets caught in barbed wire as I negotiate fences Testicles in barbed wire at high speed running from cattle sounds unpleasant
Blr243 wrote:Most of my hunting cape York was on the West Coast. Then I tried the east coast I’m normally extremely cautious about avoiding crocs. I was in swamps Every day for years bowhunting pigs as they dug up clams on the west coast But on the east coast I just used my west coast experience to decide where was safe. Without knowing it I got in two or Three swamps that we’re not ok. I returned to the east coast a year later and With more information I then Realised my mistakes the previous year ....it could have been a very brutal end for me. I have to admit some of my potential harm over the years was bought on by myself not taking enough care
Blr243 wrote:Most cattle have given me grief stalking game .....but there is one mob in one paddock that just know me really well ....I usually wander in there about 11 pm and they always wander up to say hi. But they never spook and are always really chilled ...several times they are walking up behind me smelling me only 6 or 8 feet away , I lay down on the ground and shoot , and not once have they ever flinched at the sound , Then they wander over to see what I have shot , then they wander back to me and soonish they loose interest. If only all cattle were like this
Larry wrote:Cows even relatively tame ones can be very dangerous. I have a herd of cattle and for the most part I am safe walking around them and through them. But I have had visitors come and even when walking with me the cows have charged them and chased them to the fence line or up a tree. They can be very teritoral and protective especially if they have new calves. I would go in the paddock near them with a new born without the tractor very close by for cover if they have just calved. I have been throw by one before and it nearly killed me. dont under estimate them. That goes doubly for Bulls.
That was a good idea . I remember the F100 Fords my brother owned two of them for work , a mighty vehicle . Was yours an inline six or V8 . The V8 could really move along .Blr243 wrote:First time I camped in th Kimberly west oz by a croc river I was driving a four wheel drive F100 Ute so me and the dog camped in the back of it. I’ll never forget how safe I felt as soon as it got dark ...Would hav to have been a very ambitious and athletic Contortionist croc to get us .......I have heard of people camped on the beach. They must really love the sunsets and fishing .....maybe booze helps them relax and sleep
Blr243 wrote:Th f100 was a v8 It belonged to my father but he did not Need it because he had a company vehicle. I had to put a locking petrol cap on it because locals were stealing my petrol at night. But that did not solve the problem.....I then realised the only petrol thief was mr 351 under the bonnet....but it was great to drive
Blr243 wrote:Most cattle have given me grief stalking game .....but there is one mob in one paddock that just know me really well ....I usually wander in there about 11 pm and they always wander up to say hi. But they never spook and are always really chilled ...several times they are walking up behind me smelling me only 6 or 8 feet away , I lay down on the ground and shoot , and not once have they ever flinched at the sound , Then they wander over to see what I have shot , then they wander back to me and soonish they loose interest. If only all cattle were like this
JohnV wrote:It gives me the creeps when you see tourists camping in croc country and laying on the ground in swags and such . Crocs can walk for miles over land .
Blr243 wrote:First time I camped in th Kimberly west oz by a croc river I was driving a four wheel drive F100 Ute so me and the dog camped in the back of it. I’ll never forget how safe I felt as soon as it got dark ...Would hav to have been a very ambitious and athletic Contortionist croc to get us .......I have heard of people camped on the beach. They must really love the sunsets and fishing .....maybe booze helps them relax and sleep
bladeracer wrote:One of our big girls crushed me against the race, deadened my left arm so I couldn't use it at all, and fractured four ribs. I thought the arm was broken for sure but it came good as the nerves woke up. I've broken enough wrists, arms, collar bones and shoulders to be very familiar with having limbs that suddenly don't work as they should
bladeracer wrote:Blr243 wrote:First time I camped in th Kimberly west oz by a croc river I was driving a four wheel drive F100 Ute so me and the dog camped in the back of it. I’ll never forget how safe I felt as soon as it got dark ...Would hav to have been a very ambitious and athletic Contortionist croc to get us .......I have heard of people camped on the beach. They must really love the sunsets and fishing .....maybe booze helps them relax and sleep
Did you get into the Ord behind Argyle Diamond Mine? That is an amazing area but I think it's only the locals allowed in because of the mine. I'd go out there with a troop carrier loaded with local women from Warmun to get catfish and other bush tucker for the old people's home (they loved their bush tucker!). Argyle sent a copper out to check on us once when we were camped along the river. He knew the locals, and why we were there, and didn't seem bothered that they'd have a whitefella driving. Never checked on us again.
That's where I learned how capable the Landcruiser is when you're way off-road, I had a Hilux which was pitiful in comparison.
bladeracer wrote:JohnV wrote:It gives me the creeps when you see tourists camping in croc country and laying on the ground in swags and such . Crocs can walk for miles over land .
I went to Darwin for a "one in eight" pistol shoot in '92 (back then we had to attend every eight weeks minimum to hold a pistol licence), caught the bus on the highway and arrived late that night. I walked across a big park, jumped the fence, and lay down for a sleep, out of sight of any locals. Didn't get much sleep due to the continual noises of the wildlife in the bushes. Woke up after dawn, climbed the fence and wandered back into town to find some grub. I mentioned to a deli worker that I hadn't slept well in the park due to their wildlife and he said that would've been the big salties, that's why they have to fence around the park! I clarified exactly where I slept and the look on his face was priceless
Caught a taxi out to the range as I didn't have anything to do in town, and hoped to have a better sleep there before the other members showed up for the afternoon shoot. Turned out the Army were training for the Brunei Skill at Arms Comp, Hi-Powers, F88's, bren guns, and a mountain of ammunition! A LtCol showed up for an inspection and invited me to join him as he drove around the ranges, turned out to be a pretty amazing morning
I think the Colonel just wanted to keep an eye on me, but his PR was terrific, and I wish I'd gotten his name.