tried to never miss and African sunrise. They are beyond description on a good
morning. Hemingway said they were only surpassed by those in Spain. Don't
know, just been to Africa a couple of times.
Hemingway also said. " Africa, I've
just been here one day and I already miss the damn place." It is one of
the only areas I've ever hunted that truly has that affect on the man with the
hunt in his heart.
morning we had all sorts of fowl and game come in the waterhole, including
several small waterbuck bulls, eland, and of course more impala and warthogs,
oh yeah and a small herd of kudu, again bulls were less than I wanted.
a hearty brunch that is the likes of can only be found in a 5 star cafe, we get
out to a new area and set up the brown, Double Bull Matrix.
wind was bad. We saw many types of game but the wind gave us away as it had in
the morning as well. Adriaan had brought along duct tape and one sided view Plexiglas.
We soon had the blind shut up to but a horizontal eye with no windows open,
except for the one with the taped on Plexiglas to keep in scent and still allow
filming. A great idea, he showed me with a tracker's cigarette. With a window
and the horizontal slit, there is an ever so light drift. I have seldom had
this affect a whitetail but African animals are way more sensitive and tougher
than whitetail or elk.
sun makes a very noticeably, quick descent when it starts to go down. I was
trying to watch it as Adriaan whispered "Hartebeest bull, good one, will
go top 20 I think." Now this was about to get too much on me. The guy just
had lot's of big stuff. I had wanted a Hartebeest anyway so we checked camera
and I tightened on the release on my BOWTECH Defender.
didn't take long to know to wait for Adriaan's instructions on when to shoot.
"Now" seemed to echo through the Matrix blind. The arrow was off and
at 22 yds. found it's mark, bleeding out the Red Hartebeest within feet of the
point of impact. Wow! I was numbed. I had seem more game, more BIG horned game
in two days as I had on a previous safari of over a week in time and several
at the lodge or loppa, the staff said they had seen big waterbuck and nyala on
the closed circuit TV they have over most of the waterholes, giving a moment to
moment animal monitor.
set up for Waterbuck. We had seen a 30" there on the closed circuit
screen. Waterbuck was one of the animals that had drawn me back to Africa. I had passed questionable shots last time, but
never, ever got the Waterbuck image out of my mind.
pretty fair kudu bulls and cows came in first, game was moving slow due to the
windy, cold African morning. Waterbuck, one group with three bulls all on the
immature side along with calves and cows. I was watching them look back when HE
stepped into view. Something about a Waterbuck looks like some kind of
robotic, awesome, horned creature to me, Call me Ted Nugent, I went gonzo. Hell
I could barely catch my breath. The bull walked by at 6 yards and I drew but a
cow walked in the way. Five minutes later he was back. This time I drew
and again let down, the bull quartering toward us at 12 yards. I didn't dare breath;
he filled up the entire viewfinder. Never had to go for my Nikon rangefinder. I
was liking this 6 yard shooting!
was like just arrow release sound then, the Waterbuck bucked into the thorny,
white brush on the Limpopo. Very little visual
or filmable arrow flight at 5-6 yards. Once again I had released a blessed
arrow. We waited 30 minutes and walked less than 40 yards to the down monarch.
Just over 28" went the tape. I was smiling. The 56# bow, with Magnus
BUZZCUT on a CX Maxima shaft had gone all the way through the Waterbuck and lay
on the other bank. Talk about equipment performance!
Franklin for the pot
was now time to harvest some franklin (a quail like bird) for the pit for dinner.
Feather's flew after feathers. I would eat like the African writers of old