When "The Bull" is drinking we are called to these historic waters just outside Donald. Sitting around the glow of a redgum fire, stories are passed from one generation to the next. As a leg of lamb, or maybe even rabbit stew, roasts over the coals in the camp oven we hear the whistling wings of blackies and the cackle of teal as they retire to their roost. In the morning we shove what’s left of our Kooka’s cookies into our blind bag and join the masses of hunters making their way to the water. While the AFL hold their big day at the end of the season, for duck hunters, opening morning is our Grand Final, and when there's water in it Lake Buloke is our MCG. This is our tradition Down Under.
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