Great story of an awesome hunt. I bet when that dog yelped everyone about peed their pants. What you say about the memories is true. It's so cool to be able to relive those days over and over again in your mind. Congrats. Now, for the rest of the story!
Many have mentioned the rest of the hunt. For me personally the remainder was focused on enjoying the time with my friends. Sure I took a few more animals but I asked Anton to focus on what my wingman wanted to do.
That was my best trip ever and and I do not have a single mount as a result and I could not be happier about it.
Yea the dog hitting the fence just about did me in. But as I said it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. I really don't know how I would have felt crawling through those thickets later in the day if something hadn't broke the tension.
Greetings all! I've been a hunter for 50 years, but only now planning a trip to Africa. I was fortunate and successfully bid on a couple hunts for plains game in SA later this year and next. Also a rare Native Texas (5th generation) and USMC Vet. Hunt safe y'all!