Day 1 Whew, what a day... Reminds me of planes trains and automobiles, as I took a ride in em all today. I started my day at Dallas Love Field at 10am, my first flight was to depart at 12:32. I had a camera backpack, carry-on and a huge pelican box full of clothes and miscellaneous. Like all airlines Delta has a 50 pound weight limit per beg which of corse I knew of and thought I was under, wrong... 57 pounds. I take a few clothing items and put into my carry on getting it down to 49, Disaster adverted. I board the plane and have a non eventful flight to Atlanta, Ga. Now since I have only flown three or four times I was prepared to be wondering around aimlessly for an hour so I'd have an hour and a half to spare as my main flight to Johannesburg as it didn't depart until 7:12 pm. I hop on the train and get to my terminal and find the correct boarding gate without any trouble. So now I have several hours to wait, no big deal as I will just grab a bite to eat and pick up a few gifts for Kobus and his wife. After tackling that I went and found an available power plug and charged my phone, iPad etc after getting all checked in at the boarding gate to verify my passport and ticket. We board a few minutes early which was a surprise. I find and get into my isle seat but there's no one else in my row, I think to myself surely not as this plane is packed like a sardine can. Sure enough ten minutes later the say they are closing the boarding door and will be taxing out to the runway very shortly. I am dumbfounded and excited that I have a whole row to myself for this 15 hour flight. The flight was quite pleasant other than the food that left much to be desired and quite honestly gave me gas like I have never experienced, luckily no one was around. I watched a few complementary movies and watched the sun set over the ocean and shortly there after decided to get some shut eye. I was awaken by some turbulence and of course thought "that's it we are going down".. I open the window to see its pitch black and my wing is still attached to the plane so I'm feeling a little better but there is a lightning storm under us which is the culprit of the turbulence. It was quite exquisite to watch at 35,000 feet while doing 550 miles per hour. I decide to take out the camera and try to film some of it to share when I get home. I sleep off and on for the next 9 hours, never falling into a deep sleep like expected. I wake up and check the flight arrival time via small screen on the seat in front of mine, 6 more hours.. I watch the sun break the horizon snapping a few photographs and decide to sleep some more and make it count. The pilot makes an announcement that we will begin our decent into Joburg and will be arriving a few minutes early thanks to a 50 mile per hour tailwind the last few hours. We land softly and now it's time to get my passport checked, it only had a three mile long line. I get through it and go pick up my luggage, round the corner and bam Kobus waves as I am walking through the doorway. We great each other and he introduces me to Mack, his fellow. We head out to the car after having a much needed smoke break. Now it's time for the 4.5 hour truck ride to the concession near Botswana. We stop to fill up the truck and grab a bite to eat at a fast food joint which was pretty good! On the way it starts getting dark and we start seeing game; Kudu, Cape buffalo, Eland, Gemsbok and Springbok mainly but a few Jackall and cats as well. We are discussing different things about Africa and what animals I would like to hunt. The plan was Kudu, Gemsbok, Waterbuck, Zebra, Impala and Warthog but that changed quickly when Kobus mentions his neighbor has an old Giraffe Bull that has been by itself lately they want to harvest.. I agree to take a few hunts and try to make him topple like a crane, it is 16-2000 pounds while standing 15-19 feet tall. Then he says what else would you consider hunting that's not on our current list? I jokingly say what about a lioness? We talk a little business and decide hell why not. They are possibly going to have some major import laws take effect in the next year or so so it's kind of a now or never. Most people don't realize a lioness is more aggressive than a male lion and is three times the size of a cougar. A poor shot on a lion could obviously be very bad for me and my PHs life. Now if you have been following my african safari is taking a turn... A turn from great hunt to a super great hunt but not quite so for my wallet, laugh out loud. I know I could die any day so why not live life to its fullest, I'm here so let's make it count! I expected for it to happen so I brought a little extra cash My current game list is as follows.. Kudu Gemsbok Blessbok Waterbuck Giraffe Lioness Zebra X2 (my wife wants a rug and I want a pedestal shoulder so I'll just shoot two) Impala Warthog X2 Porcupine Jackall And what ever the hell else walks out, it's just money I'll make more! Oh a good note my wife gave me "the go ahead" to harvest two Zebra before I left and loves the giraffe mounts I showed her so that's two disasters I am avoiding. On the other hand we have the lioness, looks like I'll be telling her it charged me and I shot in self defense! I get settled in to my room after sitting around talking with Kobus & Mack, get everything in order for tomorrow including the cameras because I think I'm gunna need em! Just woke up from a few hours sleep and can't sleep; jet lag, excitement or disbelieve I'm actually here? I say a lot of em all!