Late yesterday afternoon I made the ten-minute drive to one of my recently productive locations.  I have been visiting there regularly, about 4 or 5 times a week.  It started out as a dead calf that the farmer and I pulled out of the creek and up onto the bank.

I placed a trail camera over it and have recorded a wealth of photos and video of wild dogs and boar visiting the carrion.  Since positioning the dead calf a month ago I have added to the carrion pile.

First up was a young boar that came snuffling about the carcass just on dark.  I dropped him into the carrion pile with a 110 grain Nosler Accubond out of my 257 Weatherby Magnum, fired from my stake-out spot 150 metres up on the spur.

About a week after that, on an early morning stake-out, I took out a large black wild dog bitch, which also added to the carrion pile.  Then a week or so ago, just on dark, I was able to howl in a big black male wild dog.  He was a wary old fellow and I eventually got him with a long shot to the other side of the creek.

Trail Camera Surveillance

Yesterday I swapped over the trail camera with an identical unit that had eight new batteries in it.  Even as the carrion dissipates into the grass, leaving bits of skin and bones, the pigs and dogs still call in regularly to sniff about the spot.

The most recent visits have been by a new pair of black wild dogs and the pied boar that I have many photos and video of already.  I did not think it would take long for the vacant, prime real estate to be left vacant.  As with many animals, once a dominant specimen vacates a good territory, there are contenders ready to take over.

My spot on the side of the spur that runs, off a high ridge, right down to the carrion pile, faces east.  In front of me is a wall of national park rainforest jungle that is huge in extent and runs for many kilometres.  It is a haven for wild dogs and feral pigs that emerge onto the bordering farms.  The prevailing wind blows from the jungle toward me, so it is ideal for stake-outs.  I have detailed the blueprint for this stake-out earlier and it has run exactly to my expectations at that time.

Last night I sat up on the spur for an hour leading through sunset and into dusk.  Just on sunset, I howled a couple of times.  As it got darker I used my Primos Third Degree caller to send out a raucous squeal of distress.  No dogs appeared and, despite the transition of the light, I sat there for another fifteen minutes.

The jungle-covered ridge in front of me had one particular tree that extended above the solid mass of canopy.  It had an interesting, twisted shape and not a lot of leaves.  Directly behind that tree, the most magnificent full moon rose into the sky.  It was truly beautiful.  The moon was as sharp as a tack, crisp and precisely defined in the sky with a rich pale orange colour.  It silhouetted the gnarly, twisted tree in a display of fantastic, transitory natural artwork.

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