Today will wrap up day 1 of hunting with the 3rd animal. Just a recap I was able to harvest a beautiful Kudu in the morning and a HUGE boar Baboon in the afternoon. With all of the events that happened so far on this day we headed back to camp for some rest and only had about an hour and a half of downtime before we met back at the truck at 3pm for our evening hunt. This evening we were actually hunting the Rocklands property for Impala. Boyce knew of 2 huge rams with a group of females (ewes) and the area they frequently stayed. The plan was for Boyce to drop Mutile, Smiley (our trackers) and Myself off to start the spot and stalk in the area of the known Impala. Boyce had to run and get gas in the truck because he was unable to do so with all the events earlier in the day. So Boyce took the girls with him and we were gonna meet up eventually to them waiting at some point. It was nice because it was totally different terrain than the Kudu we had to chase in the mountains earlier. Boyce dropped us off about 1 mile up the trail from the camp and we had to go under a cattle fence. This was actually a huge cow pasture, something like you may see out west with scattered round bushes about head height or a little more. Which made it good and can be bad for spot and stalk. Being spotty gives you the chance to sneak up on animals during a stalk by picking the next bush and get across without being spotted in the meantime. It is also nice because it makes for more shooting options where as in the mountains you most likely have to "thread the needle". Mutile was the "lead/veteran" tracker so he took the lead with the shooting sticks with me following and Smiley behind me, once again walking single file. Upon entering this pasture we saw one of the rams that had jumped up from behind a bush about 100yds out and took off like a streak. We decided to pursue that ram and walked very slowly and quietly. About 25 min had went by and Mutile got a call, it was Boyce. Boyce asked our position and told Mutile that at the end of the trail/drive by the main road he had spotted both rams with the females all in the open. This was the exact direction we were walking. Mutile got off the phone and picked up his binoculars and looked straight ahead so I picked mine up and looked in the direction he was. He turned back to us and repeated what Boyce had told him. Of course the combination of me being myself and this style of hunting bringing out the 10 year old in me, excitement kicked in and I asked Mutile, "Do you see them yet? Where are they"? With a chuckled smile on his face as in what the heck are we dealing with here? he said "yes they are in that open area up there but are making their way to the brush so we must hurry". We had about 700yds to close between us and the impala. After ping ponging from bush to bush and about 30 min later. Mutile stops with a dead stare ahead. He slowly started separating the shooting sticks and never said a word. At this point I'm dumb founded, I don't see what he sees. I'm telling you these guys have eyes you wouldn't believe. He sets the sticks up and signals for me to get set up. He whispers in front of the brush...I looked at him and literally said "Are you high man?" He gave me a landmark to look for. I got back on the scope and sure enough I saw movement just behind the brush. One problem, they were nervous and on us like flies on crap. By the time we met up with them another bachelor group of small rams had joined them making for about 12 sets of eyes watching us. Mutile said 3 from the right take em'. (they always counted from the right) I asked for the yardage just to be sure, Mutile says 150. I found him in the scope but of course had one branch going horizontal the length of his body and right where I needed to put the shot. I said I can't shoot, I have to wait for him to move. Right when I said that one of the Impalas bounded of quickly and the others followed suite. It was a miracle, the ram I was on stopped after jumping about 10yds. I held on the should sent the .308 round down range and he piled up right there. Mutile aggressively said "SHOT, GOOD SHOT". We were pumped to say the least. We walked up to him and they both said that's a BIG ram. After celebrating for a few minutes Mutile called up Boyce and they were talking in their native language which is Casa. Of course not knowing what they were talking about I just stood there until Smiley giggled and I asked him what's so funny? He laughs and in his best english says to me "Mutile tell Boyce you wound him. He say you shot front leg off." I'm here to tell you at that moment us 3 guys became best friends. I was already rubbing off on South African trackers and they were already pranking the PH. (life in Africa is 100% different. there is a very profound pecking order) So we brought the Impala up to the trail even got it all posed for the pics. Then here comes Boyce with the girls hauling up the trail in the truck coming back from getting gas. The dust was just a rolling. The trackers and I were laughing soooo hard as they pulled up. There sat the ram all propped up looking good. They all got out and I kid you not, all 3 of them shouted "YOU A-HOLES" Jenni and Linda were telling me Boyce was HOT after getting off the phone, saying "What the hell did they do shoot 300yds? They had one job I even told them where to go!!! How could they screw this up so badly"? I was rolling from laughing so hard. We were all laughing and having a great time and talking about the panic Mutile had caused. This ended our 1st day of hunting with 3 great animals down. I told the girls later I bet Mutile will be a PH soon. (Which would suck for me because I want Smiley, Mutile, and Boyce on our next trip) Mutile is a very experienced tracker and will definitely move up one day.