About Southern Hunting Adventures

This is our home. My dad was a professional rabbit shooter for a huge number of the ranches in Otago; I knew how to drive hundreds of ranch roads, in the dark, before I was legally able to drive. We consider the South Island of New Zealand to be the perfect outdoor-person’s paradise. Yes, we hike, we bike, we boat, we build bonfires on beaches, and we ski – but when we close our eyes and take a deep breath – we see the far-flung, quiet, lonely places: the forests and hills patrolled by antlered giants, the high ledges haunted by nimble mountain quarry that sneak like shadows in the rocks, and the seas of tussock grass ever ready to betray us with the flick of a tail or pivot of an ear. We hear stags roaring, the wind in the trees, turkeys gobbling, rushing rivers, and elk screaming their lungs out at one another. We smell fresh earth and mānuka, wildflower meadows, steaks on the grill, and gunpowder in the early morning mountain air. We live for this. We daydream about it when we happen to find ourselves in town on a supply run. We might even travel, but we always ache to return home…the South Island of New Zealand.

If you’re from New Zealand – you already know why we’re so passionate about New Zealand. If you’re from somewhere else – we want you to feel these things, too. Regardless of where you call home, we’re here to share our favorite things about one of the world’s perfect hunting destinations with you.