Here are some of the best trophies shot in the South Kaipara herd and also some of the heads taken from the Woodhill Ballot Blocks. As you will see, the trophy potential of these fallow bucks is among the best in New Zealand.

Richard Morris, 2002
Richard Morris' trophy
This magnificent head was shot by a local South Head resident Richard Morris in 2002. The head has a total of 28 points and a Douglas Score of 258 3/8. To date it is the finest head to come out of the South Kaipara herd. It ranks among the top two or three best fallow heads recorded in New Zealand.
John Taylor, 2001
John Taylor's trophy
Another local hunter John Taylor shot this very fine head in 2001. It has a total of 27 points and a Douglas score of 249 5/8. John has spent many years in his persuit of a fallow trophy, observing, videoing and following the progress of a potential trophy bucks as they mature over several years.
Mike Ross, 2000
Mike Ross' trophy
Mike Ross secured his trophy in 2000. Mike a long time fallow hunter can be very pleased with this head. It has 26 points and a Douglas Score of 231
Keith Gulliver, 2002
Keith Gulliver's trophy
Keith Gulliver won the Sportsways Cup with this buck in 2002 in WFMC ballot block 5. It was Keith's first fallow deer and has 19 points and Douglas Score of 215. Keith was made aware of this buck's presence when he saw the movement of a Toi Toi bush being thrashed by the bucks antlers.
Stefan Hulme, 2004
Stefan Hulme's trophy
2004 Sportsways Cup winner Stefan Hulme shot this 18 points, 205 7/8 Douglas Score buck. It was one of three bucks Stefan encountered in a group on an access track in WFMC ballot Block 7.
Craig Wightman, 2004
Craig Wightman's trophy
In 2004, Craig Wightman shot this fallow trophy on a short morning hunt. He (the trophy) has 23 points and a Douglas Score of 233 3/8. In Craig's words:
We had arrived at our forest parking spot in the pitch dark, and not wanting to scare off the handy deer, had poured a coffee and discussed a plan for the hunt. My buddy and I decided that we should stick together for a while and walk the metalled road until we reached Coast road, when we would split up and head South into the wind. It was still too dark under the pines anyway so the road seemed a good option. So we plodded off, quietly discussing last nights episode of "What Not to Wear" as we went. We reached Coast Road, and I knew there was a sand track 100 meters or so South that ran East-West, so it was decided that we should head down the track and split up. As both hunters rounded the corner to look down the sand track, so did the Stag pop out of the pines and stand on the side of the track about 50 meters away. Right place at the right time for me, but not for him. The picture tells the rest of the story.