I don't know if the New Zealand term "lifestyle block" has an official definition, but here is my explanation....
It is a large property.... generally in a rural or semi-rural area... of maybe one to 100 acres that isn't really 'farmed' as a viable business. The owners might enjoy growing fruit trees, or maybe running a few sheep, cattle, horses or alpacas etc just as a hobby. The owners would generally have another primary source of income.
The owners of the two properties I hunt on might not define their places as 'lifestyle blocks'. However one owner has guest accommodation and some food-producing trees.... and another couple have a productive garden and small orchard, and a big area of native vegetation they are protecting for future generations. This couple have done quite well selling their produce and produce-derived products at a weekly market.
Here is a link to an unlisted video which may help explain how I might catch the local pigs. The trap trigger shown in the movie is a good one, but it isn't the only type of trigger I've made. Also, I try to have the snare cord and bungee rubber (shock cord) at more of an angle (sloping away from the trap) if I can so that it is less obvious and more out of the way of the game trail.
pig trapping
While the pigs are generally securely held by the snare, they often have quite a bit of free travel. So I have to be cautious approaching my traps. While the cord I use might typically have an unknotted breaking load of over 700 pounds, the cord can break... especially if a pig has chewed it. Pigs will generally charge at me when I get close. Whether they intend it to merely scare me off with a false charge... or whether they are trying to rip my leg off is something I can never be sure of. I imagine they just want to get away.
A while back I was armed with another Rossi as I was checking my traps. On this occasion I was in a patch of fairly dense bush on a steep hill at a considerable distance from the landowner's home. The rifle was a single shot .22 rimfire loaded with a Winchester subsonic hollow point. I could hear movement as I approached a trap, and when I got close I could see I had a fairly big pig. The pig saw me and gave a mighty lunge.... fortunately not pointing directly at me. The snare cord broke and it disappeared down hill. I was a tad disappointed... but also feeling lucky that the danged thing wasn't headed directly toward me when it broke free. And I figured that if there was one pig about, maybe there'd be another in a trap further along the trail.
Sure enough, maybe 80 yards away I had a big black pig in a rope neck snare which had closed over its face and behind one ear instead of going right around the neck... so it wasn't held securely, and if it pulled backwards it would probably escape. I managed to get a quick shot and it dropped immediately. When I had a closer look, I saw a bit of cord around its leg... it was the same pig which had broken free. This one had some decent tusks. Here's a photo:
I have another couple of .22 rifles, so I sold that Rossi single shot. It was a handy wee rifle... and it also had a .410 barrel. One day when I went out to check my traps I grabbed the gun and headed off. As I approached my traps I went to load the rifle (I love hammer guns... they are so safe and convenient to carry with a round in the chamber)..... and found that I had .22 ammo and a .410 barrel. Fortunately the traps were empty. It is really hazardous trying to grab a trapped pig and stick it with a knife.
The Rossi 92 .357 with low-powered handloads is a really good tool for what I do. When it was fairly new, I got a call informing me I had a pig in a trap. I took the new Rossi and carefully approached the scene.... with the landowner walking behind me with his camera. The pig was on a long rope and was hidden in thick scrub. I, a little carelessly, got inside the pig's theoretical 'circle of freedom' (governed by the length of the rope) and peered into the scrub. You can see the stretched out snare cord and bungee cord behind me ....
I couldn't see the pig... but it seemed to know I was there and came running to greet me...
In the photo you can see that the hammer is down. When the hog suddenly appeared I swung the gun and pulled the trigger.... but in the wrong order. I completely missed. However the loud noise just a few inches from its ear caused it to pause and contemplate the situation and fortunately I had another cartridge in the tube.
So.... back to the latest pig. Once again the landowner had a camera, but unfortunately didn't manage to get a photo of what occurred a short time after he took the picture below. You can see that I'm ready to shoot, but the pig is some distance away to the left. It saw me and ran straight at me. I'm pretty sure that the rope would have held... and if it had broken the pig would probably have not connected with me. However as soon as I saw its forehead I fired.