Due to work commitments my hunting has devolved into one trip a year and as posted on here annually, I go Camel culling in far west Queensland. I have taken my son in the past, however he has enlisted in the regular army as a combat engineer and has found some young tasty female naval rating to spend time with so our hunting days maybe over. This year forum member John Foxwell and I headed out with our 7x57's to try out luck. The rig loaded heading for Winton. One of our objectives was to visit the extensive Dinosaur exhibits and museums around Winton. Winton is a typical outback town that has cashed in on the grey nomad (retired persons travelling around Oz) by promoting the massive number of dinosaur finds made in the area. It is the birthplace of QANTAS and the location for the penning of the balad 'Waltzing Matilda'. Day two: Fooling around with a lifesize bronze of AUSTRALOVENATOR WINTONENSIS "BANJO" an ambush predator at Winton. It could reach 35kph in two strides. I originally thought it was a Velociraptor but found out that Velociraptors are only the size of chickens. We arrived at the property to find the property cook had cut her hand in the kitchen so my Paramedic skills were once again put to use. We then made for camp. Despite having hunted here four times previously we still took a full day to find our camp spot. First blood to Foxxi with a nice bull taken with the Winchester featherweight and Norma factory 154 Spt. Sp's. We spent five days driving 750km at 25kph looking for camels. Day three I nailed this 35kg boar off a dam at noon with my 250-3000 and 100 Nosler BT's. Pigs don't get very big out here due to the poor feed and heat. Typical country we hunted. Wild dogs are abundant and very cunning. We saw more spoor this trip than on any other. One advantage of having Foxxi along, is he is a bit of a chef and offered to take over all cooking. Here are a couple of steaks cooking over hardwood coals (gidgie wood) while we enjoyed a rum (or two, or three, or four). A 7x57 round on a Camel pad. Being both over 50 yo we don't exactly like squatting in the bush so we take Foxxis portable 'shitter' with us. The official camp camel shitter was an early casuality however, when it fell of the back of the truck splitting the top. We ended up with Foxxi taking 6 camels and myself 4. Here you can see me in the forground with my custom 7x57 taking a shot at a camel to the right of the brush. Foxxi had just nailed the breeding pair and two 'askari' males were left. In the photo you can see smoke from my muzzle drifting off to the right and the 'flair' on the front of the camel is actually the dust flying off the chest post impact of the 135 grain custom mono metal projectile I was using. I finally got both males with three shots each. One of the feral pests down to the 7x57. Look at the size of the head. He would have made an impressive euro mount. Time to head home. That night we got back into mobile phone coverage and made contact with loved ones. The return trip wasn't without incident. A roo strike on the side of my twin cab left a bit of a mess. It's head was struck by the leading edge of the aluminium tray. Twin cab = 1, Roo = 0 Despite spiking two tyres on the trip it is always worth getting out there, away from the modern age and enjoying the outback.