The important point about muzzleloaders in the Southern Hemisphere is that it isn't the Northern Hemisphere. Bears do not **** in our woods. You are more likely to lose a leg to a white pointer shark or a spider bite or discover too late that even Australian pythons can squeeze.
As was discovered by Crooked Mick of the Speewah (Crooked Mick is defamed by modern storytellers, but let me tell you he had feet so big that he had to go outside just to turn around) when you need a good smoke, you need a smoke. He kept a rouseabout busy just cutting the fill for his pipe.
You remember the Alamo; we had the Eureka Rebellion. Now it is a sad fact that a dozen or so diggers died when the troopers attacked the stockade; but it colours our history to learn who were not there at the time. The missing men were the Californians. The Californians, all well armed with cap and ball revolvers, had ducked out - possibly for a Sunday Morning pizza - and the commander of the Queen's forces saw this as a good time to stop by.
Now all this may seem a little bit circumambulatory, but the point is this: a muzzleloader down here in the Southern Hemisphere hand is worth two in the Northern Hemisphere bush. :hatsoff: