Shane Retter

@JAFO lol, I noticed that after I'd posted them .... luckily they're just draft copies I added text to just for the forum post ... was in a bit of a rush, lol. It's not a finished thing yet (Hope is has only just left Coastal Highway)... but I'll be posting a link here on the forum to the finished project when it's done. I'm also making full journal entries to go along with the photos, so it's a fairly big project.

Some shots from my new Voyager play through titled "Hope's Road". The dynamic lighting and weather in this game can combine .... if you're very, very patient ... and deliver some really amazing one off moments. Unfortunately, these were before I realized F10 took High Resolution shots [duh].... so could have been better, but this still gives an idea of what I'm wanting to put together.

@cekivi Yeah, the TLD in-game feature places the shots straight onto your desktop ... a lot less hassle than steam. I was wondering if the team will add some audio cue to their own system, similar to what steam has.

@Mel Guille I may be missing something in the options menu .... but a sound, even a little 'click' would be really nice to let you know the shots been taken. With this game .... no two moments are ever the the same, and with the quick time lapse making just the next second look it's quite different .... it's nerve racking not knowing if the shot was taken or not You made a game where no two people will ever see the same moment. Lighting, time, weather, wildlife, etc, all making for very unique visual moments .... I feel perfect screen shots will be a thing that not just myself, but others will also hunt.

Ok, 150 hours in, and I've stopped a fair few times to take in the fantastic world that's been so lovingly created by the Art Team, but I've never thought of taking a screen shot before. Then, you randomly step out of the cabin early one morning, with only the days tasks on your mind .... and you're just paralyzed with awe! Lol, I was madly mashing all the F keys, not knowing which one took photos, lol. That's something I love so much about this game ... just when you start to feel a little bored, the game organically provides you with new adventure goals. It is now Astrid's life purpose, to travel around all the areas collecting the most epic screenshots she can get . Well done Hinterland ... well done!

@Carbon 14 years on, and it still plays up from time to time. Luckily the tendons weren't so badly stretched that my knee stayed permanently disjointed. It's still a little ..wobbly ... and It put an end to all my more 'adventurous' hunting trips.

When I was possum trapping in the Tawa Hut area of the Urewera National Park, I would walk 12 hours into the hut with the first load of basic supplies (60 kgs), then go back out a couple of days later for the rest. I'd stay in for a month, then walk back out with fur, and any meat (venison, possum, eel) I had left over, go home to my wife for a week of rest, and do it all again. On my way in on one trip, I saw a small mob of deer across the river not far from the hut, about 30 minutes walk, so decided to take the rifle the next morning, and pick up an "easy" deer early in the stay. I downed a nice big Red hind up on a slip face, and started making my way back down the ridge line with the 90 - 110 kg carcass on my back. I missed my footing, and wrenched my knee sideways tearing a 25mm diameter hole in the cartilage, and stretching the tendons. I knew I would not make it across the river with a busted knee, as it was mid winter, and the river was at it's peak volume which is touch and go to cross even with two good legs. So I took only the heart, liver, and back steaks from the deer, and left the rest. I made a rough two way splint to stop the lower leg continually pulling away from the upper, and started dragging myself the 2+ km upstream to where I could start crossing the three smaller tributary rivers with a little more safety. It took two days to drag myself back to the hut, and I'd slept in a pig burrow for the night, making sure to pee around the entrance so no wild pigs would wander in unaware, and find me in their bed. I never carried an emergency beacon, so I had to stay until either I was able to hobble out, or someone came looking for me when I didn't come home at the end of the month. Either way, over half the months supplies were back at my truck, and I had left most of the months meat supply on the other side of the river. Luckily, I'd had a good run with weather on my last trip, so managed to spend a few extra clear days off the trap line getting fire wood stored away ... it was only a weeks worth, but it was still a good help. I'd drag myself out into the bush on clear days, and put branches on a tarp, then drag it back behind me to the hut, eating as many bugs, and grubs as I could find on the way. Fire is essential for morel in bad situations, and being cold and wet mid winter, it meant I could make tea, hot chocolate, and some basic hot meals to keep myself in a good mood through the pain. I always took flour, and rice in the first supply trip ... so I was able to lay on the floor and make a few loaves of damper bread, and add Huhu Grubs to the rice to make it go further. I'd left a jar of peanut butter there on the last trip, so toasted peanut butter sandwiches were a my little treat in the evenings when the wind and rain made things seem a little bleak (when I found peanut butter in this game, I couldn't stop smiling). After three weeks of doing as much as I could in a horizontal position to let the inflammation go down, and being pretty damn hungry, I fixed a branch to my rifle so I could use it as a crutch with the butt in my armpit .... and started out to my truck. It took me three days to get to the road, I could barely move by the time I got there, and I had completely stopped shivering, so I was in the early / mid stages of hypothermia. My leg had fully stopped working by this stage, and I couldn't use the clutch, so I took the stick off the rifle, and used it to hold the clutch peddle down and change gears on the 1 1/2 hour drive home. It was a real test of mental strength more than physical, and highlighted the need to stay focused on what you HAVE TO do so you don't just lay down and stop moving out of feeling hopeless. I'll put photo of the Tawa Hut below, and a pic of the general area for reference. The Tawa Hut in the photo was my home for just over two years ... I loved that place