The next days were very tough. The wind blew very strongly, and changed direction repeatedly, making stalking quite a challenge. In addition, we discovered by examining trail camera pics, that the big rams or bulls were all moving at night, which did not surprise us given the monster full moon. We should have done our homework! We did take a number of long treks on foot along the swales and river beds, but the wind constantly betrayed us. If one ever doubted an antelope's senses of smell and self-preservation, this would erase those doubts. We could have shot any number of zebra, but that was already done. Over the next days, I took two impala. The first was a real old fellow whose horns were worn down several inches. In addition, when the skinners were done with him, they said that all his ribs on one side had been broken, which would explain his carelessness. I think he is wonderful, despite being "only" a silver medal animal. A couple days later, we were able to come across another good ram while in pursuit of other of his bigger cousins. I decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth, and took him, too. I adore impala. I am adding a sunset photo, and a night sky photo. If you haven't seen the African sunset, or night sky, you are in store for something wonderful.
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