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For two weeks I tried to photograph this Kurrajong tree in the
hope of a great sunset. Every afternoon I would walk through the
paddock, find my spot and crouch in the dirt hoping for a miracle.
One sundown I was taking some shots and I heard a quad bike coming
up the hill. Next thing I see a big roo heading straight for me
with two blokes on the bike in tow! A farmer was aiming his rifle
at the roo which was directly in line with me! I remember thinking “So
this is how it all ends!” Well I didn’t travel 1000km’s
to sit in the middle of the paddock to find out how good this guy’s
aim was! I leapt up in the air shouting “Don’t shoot!” and
he pulled up the rifle at the last minute.
The bike and the shooters rolled to a stop at my feet and looked
as if they’d just seen a ghost! We were all numb with shock
and over the next few minutes hardly a word was said, we just knew
what could have been. Somebody was looking after me that day.
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