Nine months of planning, multiple trips to the firing range, packing and unpacking at least three times, checking and rechecking firearms permit paperwork over and over again.....and finally the day had arrived. July the 18th was like any other Wednesday morning for me. I was up and after the day by 0530 hrs. Everything except my rifles had already been placed in my wife’s X5. A little breakfast and she and I were ready to head to KCI airport. It’s a 40 minutes drive to KCI so there was plenty of time for Cathy and I to catch up on last items to do...not the least of which was to file some forms with the IRS once our CPA had finished his documentation. Sad when the IRS can’t get their own rules straight but that is what I pay the CPA for. My son Bryson would need to cut the grass at least twice while I was gone and Cathy said if he couldn’t she would. What a mess the grass was in when I got back. I am particular about my lawn but what the heck I was headed to Africa for the 6th time and my fourth Safari with PawPrint Safaris. We arrived early for my 8:30 flight to Atlanta and wouldn’t you know it I got a new untrained Delta counter agent that had little or know experience with firearms shipment. After asking me to open the case and fill out and sign the orange card stating that the rifles were not loaded she demanded to see my South African import license. I told her she didn’t need to see any such thing and that had nothing to do with Delta. The twit assured me that I had to have that license or Delta could not ship my rifles. I looked down the counter at the supervisor I am familiar with and motioned for her to come over. The Twit again stated her demand and I informed both ladies that I would not get that license until such time as I arrived in Johannesburg and was issued the same by the South African Police. The supervisor showed her Twit agent what to do and my case was closed and locked. The supervisor asked me to wait while the custom rifle case containing my Ruger #1 in 375 H&H and Merkel 140-2 in 470 NE went downstairs for X-ray and approval by TSA. The heavy pelican case went on the conveyor next and disappeared into the abyss of Delta baggage holding. About five minutes passed and the supervisor called my name and announced that TSA was satisfied with both cases. My Delta phone app already indicated that both cases were in the holding area. Ok now to head to the gate. I kissed my wonderful and supportive wife of 23 years good bye and she encouraged me to have a great hunt and get that damned HIPPO this time. You see last year I went hippo hunting and took two shots on a bull but missed both times. The memory of those poorly executed shots were burned into my memory and the agony of waiting several hours for a hippo to float was still very much with me. I vowed not this time. TSA Pre makes the screening process easy and I was quickly at the gate. I fired off a quick email to Pieter reminding him that myself @Shootist43 @TOBY458 and @Art Lambart II would arrive at OR Tambo the following day at 17:35 hrs. Art was leaving KCI on the 1000 hrs flight and would meet up with me in Atlanta. His dad would arrive later in the day from Detroit and Toby who lives outside Atlanta would get there in the late afternoon. I settled into seat 4A. the same seat I would have for good luck on all four legs of the trip. As the aircraft doors closed the Delta App noted that my rifles and bag were on the plane. So far so good.