Driving to the beach the other night me and my dad came across a kangaroo. It had been hit by a car. Lying on the road side dead, we could see the fresh patch of blood where it had been hit. Too often the stretch of road where the roo was hit is a constant roo-car collision zone. 95 percent of the time i think its us humans that are at fault. Too i often i see people continue at 80 plus clicks down this road even tho there is clearly a mob of roos ready to jump out in front of their car. Kangaroos are a wild animal, are are very sensitive to sounds and lights.
Its a shame when they are hit. But accidents happen.
We picked the roo up on the way back. It, he, was a big male who looked in his absolute prime. Lean, Full of muscle and extremely powerful. A few years back i watched a video showing people eating the roo tail. This time on this particular roo, i thought id give it a go.
I removed the tail and put in the fire singing the hair. I put it back out and scrapped it off hard with a knife.
The meat on this roo tail was by far the richest, tastiest, fattiest, most succulent cooked meat iv ever had. Extremely filling tucker. Seriously good.
Golden dread 