fish hunter
AH veteran
Some of you guys sound like my wife when I get home from being out with the boys with all your questions. Lol. Get on with the story ike some of us here would love to here it.
I really wish i would have paid more attention to their stories. I was young and knew it all. I was a self absorbed teenager. LolKeep the story coming @Ike85123. And like @One Day... said, pictures tell a thousand words!
Did your uncle and father serve in North Africa after a pacific tour, or did they just get the itch for more adventure?
Did many Americans try their hands at becoming ivory hunters? I’m asking because I genuinely don’t know!
Sorry, my story telling days are over. Im gonna post the pics, then leave here.Some of you guys sound like my wife when I get home from being out with the boys with all your questions. Lol. Get on with the story ike some of us here would love to here it.
The more info the better!I really wish i would have paid more attention to their stories. I was young and knew it all. I was a self absorbed teenager. Lol
At 20 i was married with a son and didn't have time. If i would've only knew, my uncle passed away when I was 22 and my dad at 23.
I dont know if alot of Americans became hunters there?
I know my father and uncle went becouse of stories from their dad. My grandfather was a bespoke suit and shoe maker in England. He went on 2 safaris, that was their inspiration. Funny story. My grandfather was 7ft 4in. He became a suit maker because he couldn't afford his clothes to be made.
My Father and uncle both served us navy and cleaned out Japanese held islands in the pacific.
My son gave me the best gift acouple years ago. He somehow found my dadd draft card online and framed it for me.
After the war, they spent 2 years stateside then headed to Africa. My dad returned in the early 50s, my uncle stayed.
My uncle found a curious friend to me. His name was Will, short for Wilhelm i believe. He was a German soldier that came to Africa in the early 50s. He fought the Russians, i think that is the only reason they become friends. Idk, ive never been in war, so a grasp of the true feelings about an ex enemy is something i don't have.
My uncle started working for a import/export company in durban. Mainly bringing in farm implements,garden tools and hand tools.
My uncle always had his eyes on the next hunt. He always employed hunters part time to do deliveries and pick ups. He kept in good graces with them, always had a free hunt lined up.
I know i did more than give an answer to the question you asked. I just felt like rambling on. Truth be told, im hittin the bottle again tonight. My wife has been getting worse, and its all i can do.
Dont worry, im not gonna say a word about hunting. Dont need another episode.
I plan on posting the pics that was asked for, then after proving im not a dam liar, deleting my acct here.
I know my answer about how many ex soldiers was trophy hunters didnt help you. Im sorry, that is all I knowm.
Awesome! Thank you Ike, and we can all dismiss the last few posts that truly do not add anything to the story, and resume your reminiscences
In his book A Hunter's Hunter - A Lifetime of African Safari, Robin Hurt tells how he got his first rifle (a Krico .22 LR) at 8, shot his first leopard at 12 with his Grandmother .256 (6.5x54 I assume) Mannlicher, first Buffalo at 14, etc. in the mid to end 1950's in Kenya and I am not aware of anyone questioning him on those. Of course not everyone has Robin Hurt's fame, and this is all wonderfully illustrated with period pictures, and I do not know the realities of rural life in 1970's Rhodesia, and how different, or not, it was from rural life in late 1950's Kenya, but I see no reason to think that Robin Hurt's life experience would be unique amongst this era and this area's youths.
Like sestoppelman I did hiccup in your initial post when I bumped into the 1980 date, but I dismissed it in view of the previous sentence about not being allowed to leave the truck until 15. I assumed that completion of the big 5 automatically implied that it was after you were able to leave the truck, hence after you were 15. Maybe 1990 is the right date? If such is the case, just saying so would go a longer distance that advising folks to go play with themselves in a ways their preacher would reprove of
All this being said, I stick to my earlier advice in an above post about old pictures , and I look forward to seeing them and reading the tale
Sorry, my story telling days are over. Im gonna post the pics, then leave here.
In the words of sgt murtah, im getting too old for this shit !
+1You already have 760 messages (and 797 likes) on the forum. Time, effort and writing already invested.
It would be bad to leave the forum, just like that. I wish you will reconsider.
Considering the ratio of your messages and likes on the forum (760/797), i would say you have very good rapport with community here, and leaving a forum just because of few comments by very few members, is decision worth reconsidering.
If you are a roughneck as you say you are, I would expect you dont get "offended" so easily. You are supposed to be an internet "pachyderm", hard to bring down.
Eisenhower James was my uncles name.Awesome! Thank you Ike, and we can all dismiss the last few posts that truly do not add anything to the story, and resume your reminiscences
In his book A Hunter's Hunter - A Lifetime of African Safari, Robin Hurt tells how he got his first rifle (a Krico .22 LR) at 8, shot his first leopard at 12 with his Grandmother .256 (6.5x54 I assume) Mannlicher, first Buffalo at 14, etc. in the mid to end 1950's in Kenya and I am not aware of anyone questioning him on those. Of course not everyone has Robin Hurt's fame, and this is all wonderfully illustrated with period pictures, and I do not know the realities of rural life in 1970's Rhodesia, and how different, or not, it was from rural life in late 1950's Kenya, but I see no reason to think that Robin Hurt's life experience would be unique amongst this era and this area's youths.
Like sestoppelman I did hiccup in your initial post when I bumped into the 1980 date, but I dismissed it in view of the previous sentence about not being allowed to leave the truck until 15. I assumed that completion of the big 5 automatically implied that it was after you were able to leave the truck, hence after you were 15. Maybe 1990 is the right date? If such is the case, just saying so would go a longer distance that advising folks to go play with themselves in a ways their preacher would reprove of
All this being said, I stick to my earlier advice in an above post about old pictures , and I look forward to seeing them and reading the tale
Thank you, I appreciate it !Ike whatever the issue is with your wife I hope its treatable and she gets better....cheers
@Ike85123I have been a hunter for many years.
I was a vocal hunter til i was attacked in 2004 by everybody including animal rights groups on fb. I had death threats and and they contacted my family and business contacts.
But here is my story !
It started in summer of 1978. I was 6 yrs old.
My father and uncle went to south africa in 1946 after ww2. My dad and uncle was on a detail clearing Japanese islands.my dad was a 7th son of 8 children. My dad said they wasn't allowed to carry weapons, to not give away their position, the thinking at the time. My dad was given a throwing knife a commando knife and a piano string with 2 hooks. I have heard many stories about the firearms collected. And the strafes of zero fighters. It all scares the hell out of me. I've never known a fuller man than my father . My father was also selected for detail on the us indiana. I heard many stories here about the attack and the sharks. I wish i had the ability to give the real emotional story. I was not given that. My father would never talk about it much. I only learned things when older guys came over and watched and talked with my dad.
But lets go to to summer of 78. Whe. I was 6 i soaked in the knowledge of my family.
My father and uncle moved to Africa in 47.
I arrived at my uncle's house, for summer break. My uncle like my father came in the 40's after the war. They hunted ivory and other trophy for high paying clients. They hunted with some of the best in history.
The stories ive heard about leopard and lion hunts with 303's and a 3006 is is too many to talk about!
My story starts as a 6yr old.
I seen africa at 6yrs old. Too much too soon. It was mesmerizing! A young boy only experienced by the west virginia and arizona wilderness?
It was like a new life !
My father was a hard man. I grew up to the switch and belt. But he was a fair man and a loving father!
My uncle came for a visit in july 1978. My fathers stories collided with my uncles.
I was offered to spend the summer break with my uncle.
I stepped off the plane with a smell never experienced!
Ths first summer i got a kudu at 50in. At 6yrs old. I knew i was hooked!
In 1978 i returned for xmas break with my parents. I went on fabulous hunts, including a leopard blind hunt.
I went on several hunts the next few years.
I was finally out of the truck at 15.
I completed my first big 5, in 1980. Much cheaper then. Just my uncle and paying a farmer.
Well that is my experience up to 16.
I only futhered it, so far.
Im drunk tonight. Im not too good at explaining thimgs.
But i hope it excites you ?
Im 5 for 5 for except for 1 rhino . And 74 for 100 on buffalo. My life goals.
I really hope i dont get grief from this post.
Ive been out of the game for awhile. But hopefully will finish my life list.
Not as cheap as it was before, but hopefully doable.
Im dumb to to guns except what ive used reloading and the normal safari of these days.
But i gladly help any with general questions?
I have faced many animals. Im sure i have more to give, im just haven't been good with words !
@Ike85123Im 48, 49 in nov.
Just seemed so much has changed.
My last hunt was 2014.
Im just not technically literate.
I just know what i know, tics people off.
I can't put in to words what ive experienced.
So some deny me.
But i can't relate. I don't reload or know all the rifles or calibers. So i feel stupid !
Even with life experience. Some look at me like a dumb redneck, cause i dont know specifics or rifles.
I was just never around except was i was around.
@Ike85123One really special hunt was when my dad mom and me was taking xmas holiday.
We had a Blesbok, zebra, Wildebeest and a few warthog.
We was in Botswana, just over the border .
We were tracking a herd.
My dad was looking for a huge old buff bull.
But that day we took 7 lions .
Might sound unheard off. Thay is why i dont log my hunts.
We found ourselves in the middle of a huge herd. We was back tracking, then found the lions.
We detoured again, but found the lions tracking us.
It was a special situation.
I will see how the comments go, before i continue this story. Lol