When we got to the end of the cliff area with the southern reserve bounding it on the south side, it proved very difficult to encourage the wild sheep to climb the reasonably steep slopes up to the rolling country above. The one thing that made them move was a strategically placed chainsaw without a blade or muffler. It made a hell of a noise. To see a 1000 head of Pitt Island Wild Sheep move uphill in unison was a truly incredible sight.
Musterers at the top on horseback would carefully guide the sheep towards the holding paddock. We had to get all the elements just right. If anyone got out of line, or slightly ahead, or put on too much pressure, the mob would explode out in every direction. Mostly, the result was we either got a handful of sheep into the yard, or we got none.
It was both incredibly frustrating when we didn’t get the sheep in and incredibly rewarding when we did.
The wild sheep mustering consumed our every waking hour, and our dreams and nightmares. We strategised, planned and built new types of fences. We got more musterers and built different sheep traps in different areas. We chased them off their home country and then let them escape back home, only to have it set as traps that we closed after they had passed through.
I also worked with the wildlife service, especially Brian Bell, on culling the wild sheep in the central wildlife (bird) reserve on Pitt Island.
Towards the end of the culling project, when we had succeeded in reducing the numbers by 50%, I started to appreciate that they are an incredibly tough sheep
In the winter, the grass was grazed like a bowling green, yet every ewe hogget had a lamb.
The Pitt Island Wild Sheep were very agile, and there was no sign of any foot problems. There were never any lambing problems. They all had clear faces, and they lambed early, from the end of May onwards. By Christmas, the lambs were nearly as big as their mothers.
The wool seemed to grow to a certain length and then stop, with a number looking like they were self-shedding or part self-shedding.
The Pitt Island Wild Sheep were really good mothers. If a sheep had a newborn lamb, it would not leave that lamb, even if you rode on horseback right up to it. Within an hour, the lamb would be able to run with its mother and escape wild pigs or skua gulls.
After spending time paua diving (my other great passion), I got married, left the Chathams, and in 1992, my wife and I bought ‘Kowhai Vale’ on Banks Peninsula (opposite Akaroa). We’ve since extended this to include Ataahua, Lucas Bay, and Lansdowne Valley.
In 1993 with the Kowhai Vale property purchased we flew out eight PIWS ewe lambs and two ram lambs. From 1994 onwards, we purchased any and every Pitt Island Wild Sheep that we saw advertised for sale in mainland New Zealand. Any animal where I had the slightest bit of concern about purity of the genetics was culled. The numbers bred up every year, and for the next five years, I introduced new rams to the mob. By this time, they were running wild over most of Kowhai Vale.
In 2001 and 2002, we bought another 500 Pitt Island Wild Sheep, mostly in-lamb ewes, from Pitt Island. Now, in 2013, there are over 2000 Pihepe Pitt Island Wild sheep at Lucas Bay, as well as our family flock on our Lifestyle Block in Lansdowne Valley.