I sometimes wonder if, when I pass one day, what my legacy will be? What will people remember me by or will they remember me at all? Well today we said goodbye to Scott van Zyl... Hunter, Husband, Family man and Friend to many... The church was packed to capacity. In fact; more chairs had to be brought in to seat the several hundred mourners at his memorial service. Some had to stand... Sitting there, I silently said to myself: "This must be a legacy!" To have folks come from all across the country and even from abroad for your memorial service must mean that you meant something to someone.... In this case not only to "someONE" but to many... Regrettably, whilst I considered him a friend and I believe he considered me as one too, I can't claim to have been a close friend. We've sat in a leopard blind together, and he helped me out when my Hyena weren't cooperating... He did this for anyone who needed help - not only for me. Scott's passion was hunting and whilst he earned a living from it, for him, hunting was not only a monetary goal or accomplishment. Scott loved hunting and he loved outsmarting animals. He studied their behaviour intricately and then used both skill and technology to his advantage - especially the night critters - which was just one of his specialities... The Minister who lead the service recollected an incident when he interviewed Scott and Suré about the Christening of their one child. Scott arrived barefoot, in shorts and safari shirt - his favourite attire... And at the end of the interview he asked: "So, Minister, must I wear a tie for the Christening?" The Minister replied: "No, you don't have to wear a tie - but please do wear some shoes!" This was Scott, always time for a joke and always ready to help... Scott was a well-loved guy. When things went South, Scott always had a plan to turn back and head North! Scott, you are missed and will be for a long time! RIP Hunter Brother!