ISBN 978-0-473-40631-8
October 2017
B format, flaps, 250pp
RRP $38
In the wild there is an element that cannot be seen, tasted, heard or smelt – it can only be felt, and it is a feeling of enchantment.
After his first hunting experience in New Zealand as a young man, Richard Hall has been drawn back again and again, wanting to relive the feeling only this country’s wilderness can give him. Dark Forest Deep Sea goes beyond recollections of one man’s hunting trips. It delves into the emotions and sensations at the heart of the experience, and the reasons for doing it.
From catching eels in a river on a moonlit night to spearfishing on a single breath
in the Pacific Ocean to stalking deer in silent forests – scientist Richard Hall reflects on both solitude and mateship, our relationship with landscape and nature, and how the wilderness gives him what he needs to live in the world. This is the human story of hunting.
About the author
Richard Hall is a hunter, scientist and writer, who works as a virologist in Wellington. He has published articles in international scientific journals and New Zealand hunting magazines, and contributed a chapter on deer to a book on animal genomics. He writes about the allure of hunting on his website www.distanthunter.com.
Born and brought up in the South Island, Richard now lives by the sea in Eastbourne with his wife and their two young sons.
Reviews
“There’s no more important time than now for a book like Dark Forest Deep Sea and that’s because the digital age is dragging us away from nature and trying to dull our appreciation of being in the natural world. Richard’s prose, connecting people with nature and conveying the essence of the wild outdoors, heightens our sense of wonder of the natural world.”
— Neville Peat
“… although Richard is an accomplished hunter and fisherman, he’s stepped back from that world, and thought about the emotions and insights that are part of it. He’s written something that’s accessible and interesting whether we spend our weekends hunting or shopping.”
— John Summers