I caught up with a good mate over the Anzac weekend and decided to go for a hunt, which ended up a last minute, drive up The Cape as ya do! We went to the station and not ten minutes through the front gate, the pair of handy hounds took in a big whiff off the Ute and off they went! Turning the car off and waiting for the scrub to explode… one hundred or so metres out, ‘crash, bang, wallop, wumpaa’; they got him! It was a decent little boar with the little ivory that does the worst damage, although he wasn’t much to handle for Cleo, Sniper and Monu. We let the pups out for a look at the action and dispatched him on our way! We didn’t…