09/09/2026
Wind Down Wednesday - ‘Making Sure You Make It Till Friday’. It's 2pm on Wednesday, you’ve lambed 7 ewes — none of the little legends made it. You're already running on cold coffee and broken dreams when you clock the cattle have somehow dragged themselves from ar****le to breakfast across the break paddock. *Classic.* You march over to sort it, grab the gate, and — **CRACK** — straight into the electric fence. Five solid minutes of muttering follows, a greatest hits compilation of every swear word known to farming kind. Meanwhile, Hank the Huntaway — a dog who has never once forgotten the several "accidental" collar tickles you gave him before accepting that was never going to work — bolts like he's been launched from a cannon, finds the bulls you were quietly planning to shift, and proceeds to absolutely *send* them through two wires and halfway to the neighbour's boundary fence where their cows are peacefully minding their own business. You stand there, both hands gripping your hair like you're trying to hold your skull together, whistling until your lips cramp, watching Hank wag his tail at the boundary fence like he's just won the World Cup. You wait ten minutes for him to slink back via the long way round. *"F**k it. I'm having lunch."*
So there you are, last ten minutes of your break, caking mud off your laces, wrestling that puttie dome that's been giving you grief for a week, sneaking a quiet scroll between lace loops — and then you see it. **Happy Hour.** A slow curl creeps up the right side of your mouth. A single nod. *Attendance confirmed.* Because if there was ever a Wednesday that earned a wind down, mate — this is it. 🍺
**Wind Down Wednesday**
@ The Pub, Waikaka Hotel — 8PM to 9PM.
See you there. You've earned it!