I have had a longstanding invitation to hunt a local property of about 3000 acres but have been so busy enjoying making my knives that I have kept putting it off, so gave my friend in Invercargill a ring last week and set us up for this week after clearing it with the property owner to designate this morning as D day (that is Deer day) The property is just 20 minutes from home so met Foster (who drove the hour and 40 min from Invercargill) at the turnoff to transfer his gear to my vehicle after which we headed down the gravel road and arrived at the first gate at just on 8am on a cold clear morning. A very still morning and as I had already decided on where two "older gentlemen" might stalk without the stress of hard walking, we started our stalk up a very long gully toward where the feed crops were on the top of the hill country. The morning air is constant in moving up hill as the day warms so we were hopefull of seeing one of the many fallow that have been seen coming from the forested areas within the proterty to feed on the winter feedcrops through the night and late into the morning. There was a reasonable amount of mud and wet areas on the walk up so this made for some effort expended with the result that my glasses kept fogging up so it was a constant wiping off and after about a 1/2 hour of slow walk and glass we came toward the basin at the head of the gully and saw the herd hind coming quickly down off the hill through the gully and dissapared into the forest. There were about 10 in the group with her but ehre was no slowing down for them, let alone stopping so no shot was offered. There was an uprooted tree and I quickly layed my rifle over the dirt and root system but with a lot of underbrush there was very little time to get on to them and they soon dissapared from sight. A quick wipe of my glasses and another group of 4 with a very nice buck sporting a decent head, but again there was no oportunity to take a shot with any sence of certainty. After another minute or two three animals doubled back with two stopping in the middle of the cut over area at 169m -185 yds, so a quick wipe of the fog on my glasses and I was able to get a reasonably steady hold and touched off the 140gn privi bullet at 2800fps. I saw the animal drop at the shot with the second one making a beeline for the ridge so Foster was not able to connect with it but having the one to carry out was going to be enough for the day so we made our way up to find him where he had dropped. It was a very large bodied spiker in excellent late winter condition with all the easy feed he had been on. He was a decent weight so it required a number of stops on the way back down to the truck with Foster and I taking turns to carry but even then these two older gentlemen were in no hurry so there were a couple of rest stops as well.