MBaneACP
New member
- Joined
- Oct 18, 2013
- Messages
- 11
- Reaction score
- 41
- Website
- www.downrange.tv
- Member of
- SCI, NRA
- Hunted
- Namibia
Maybe one of the meaningful hunts of my life. I screwed up my first shot (grazed his leg as he turned) at the end of shooting light. We tracked him by flashlight until I couldn't stand up, got a couple of hours sleep and started again before dawn. We spent a long long day tracking him (Bushman trackers) in the Kalahari heat.
I knew the wound wasn't fatal, or even serious, but that didn't make any difference to me -- I pulled the trigger; on me to finish it. The bull was old and smart and canny, but the Bushman are nothing short of amazing.
Hard to explain...that hunt turned me from a guy who hunts into a hunter...sounds like bulls#%t, but still true. The old bull's horns hang in a place of honor in my home.
Michael B
I knew the wound wasn't fatal, or even serious, but that didn't make any difference to me -- I pulled the trigger; on me to finish it. The bull was old and smart and canny, but the Bushman are nothing short of amazing.
Hard to explain...that hunt turned me from a guy who hunts into a hunter...sounds like bulls#%t, but still true. The old bull's horns hang in a place of honor in my home.
Michael B
