William W.
AH veteran
- Joined
- Jan 13, 2014
- Messages
- 119
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- 59
- Location
- Tennessee, USA
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- 2
- Member of
- NRA / Memphis Sport Shooting Association / K&M Shooting Complex, TN
I distinctly remember "my" bison at the Wilderness Hunting Lodge in Monterey Tennessee casually sauntering past me - almost ignoring me with no real eye contact. As she paused about 15-yards away, I shot the first time and she sauntered off. In my ongoing preparation for the African safari to seek a Cape Buffalo which may never happen. I bought myself several more African hunting books for Christmas. Contrast this experience with that of the 1950's writer Robert Ruark as noted in one of my new books: "I...looked at Mbogo (the buffalo) and Mbogo looked at me. He was 50- to 60-yards off; his head was low and his eyes stared right down into my soul. He looked at me as if he hated my guts. He looked at me as if I had despoiled his fiancee, murdered his mother and burned down his house. He looked at me as if I owed him money. I never saw such malevolence in the eyes of any animal or any human being before or since. So I shot him." I had to shoot my bison two more times with my 375 Holland & Holland until I got his attention. When he was processed, his chest area was like Grand Central Station. Her heart was nicked; my guide had told me to shoot behind the front leg which of course would miss the heart. Next time, I will take the heart shot!