Raining, cold but perfect arrow flight, a pass-thru and my first big game with a longbow. Sorry about the picture quality but the camera is as old as me !!
Some times the beauty of the hunt in South Africa is not the taking of the game but the beauty around you and the one you get to share it with. This is a pic of the Wife and I glassing for game along with our trackers.
first two pics are my wife and I in Colorado, next is a hunt in Nebraska, followed by a Colorado Bison, and a Mule Deer .
I have dreamed of hunting Africa since I was a young boy, but with five kids and a wife, I don't think it will ever happen. It sure is nice to dream though.
I was stalking Kudu on a family farm in Kimberly when this guy made me nearly poop myself, well the kudu stalk was imidiatly abandoned and i watched him go about his buisiness for nearly an hour.
There are some really cool photo’s and it is going to be tough to pick one winner but in seven day’s the competition is closing so please keep posting!
A Big thanks to all of sharing some great pictures on Africa Hunting I have really enjoyed looking at them all.:clap:
The blood red sphere of the sun breached the eastern horizon bathing the rolling fog in the meadow in front of me in a golden hue. Tracking the red stag deer bull I turned right on the forest trail alongside a deep crevasse. As I looked to the other side I spotted a roe deer in the deep brush. Swiftly, with fluid movement I switch my hand from my binoculars to my gun when I recognized the legal buck on the other side. Before my next thought was completed my clumsy projectile was well on its way toward its mark and the second was sliding into its chamber to follow the first as the small buck startled to my first shots and took off only to disappear in the deep brush. Although he seemed to fall a few steps later, there he was again popping back into site through the brush, so I let my next bullet fly to make the kill. This time he fell. As I looked back up from pulling ammo from my belt there was the buck again charging straight at me! What is this a buck with seven lives? My reload took only seconds and there once again was this little buck in my crosshairs, he came toward me about 20 steps when I whistled to startle him. He stopped and turned broad side, my shot was true, he ran straight at me and across the crevasse as he passed I saw the fatal wound on his side with a stream of blood following him he fell for the last time three steps from me. As I stepped next to him I replayed in my mind’s eye the moment I shot him through his side, and was convinced that he did not appear wounded at all. What a mystery! As I inspected him I though yes this is the same buck with the nicely honed little points on his forehead, he wasn’t trophy material per say but a nice little buck none the less. So what happened? I decided to investigate as I approached the first fall site it all became very clear to me! I had shot a double Jeopardy! As I looked down I saw my first buck where he fell in the first place, he was almost identical in size and markings to the buck on the other side of the crevasse! A few days later I caught up to my red stag deer bull as well.
My heart will always be full of gratitude for the nice young man in the blue shirt we picked up in a village early one morning. He was so nice, but professional in his tracking to read the signs and reward me with this exceptional buffalo. It was in the Malala hunting area of No.Zimbabwe in '05, and measured 45 3/4"!
Because of some clients having to move their dates I have 2 prime time slots open if anyone is interested to do a hunt
5-15 May
or 5-15 June is open!
shoot me a message for a good deal!
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