Boom, headshot.

So much for a low key holiday. In the last 2 weeks I spent a weekend Larping, drove over 2000km, shot .22's at cans and shotguns at clay birds, hunted deer and goats with a .308, did some rock climbing, mountain biking and camped in a storm. Now I am shortly off to the capital for another larp, a steam-punk convention and maybe an Oktoberfest event. Work will be a rest after this. Breaking it down.

33AR - First weekend of my break was the steam-punk apocalypse larp. Over the weekend I mainly played demons, but also a telegraph operator who no one questioned or even asked his name. Could have been a saboteur for all they knew. I also played my recurring Forest Folk character Fergus, who now brews nasty liquor using tree sap and his socks. Good fellow. The weekend was filled with 'the players did what? Ahahaha!', causing paranoia and having fun.

Following 33AR, I visited the barber to get my face changed, saw an optometrist and gave blood. Then Simon and myself drove up north to visit some friends. Here we shot rifles, drove quad bikes, picked up calves, flew RC planes, retrieved said plane from a tree, drank, played with puppies and generally had a good time.

After a days rest I then went hunting with the lads in Wairarapa, having been lent a very expensive but very nice .308 rifle. Shot some goats and I got my first deer, in fact two in a row. We then went through the effort of bringing the meat the 2km back to the car. After all was said and done, I ended up with around 57kg of venison in my freezer, so I won't be needing to buy meat for a while.

Another days rest and then I was off up to Taupo with another teacher where we mountain biked (with full packs) into a secluded bay to do some rock climbing. The weather had other ideas however so we only got one climb in before returning to the shelter someone had conveniently built at the bay. We spent the night in the relative comfort of the shelter while a storm rolled through.

As I sit here typing this, my bags are packed for a weekend in Wellington where there shall be larping, drinking, and general mischief most like. Then on Monday, back to work for the downhill leg of the year. The time seems to have gone so quickly since I returned in December last year.