Alright to finish up!
While we are looking Dad’s bull over Aaron walked back to the cruiser to get his knives and part way there yells at me to watch him, you have company. I turn around and a monster bull is coming through the bush obviously curious what happened to his cuz. He was Big enough that it didn’t take a second for me to throw up the rifle aim between his horns and completely miss him! I still have no earthly idea how I missed that shot but I damn sure did! Aaron took off running so I took off running after the bull also, losing a pair of Oakley glasses along the way. The bull was gone and Aaron kept saying how big he was. Makes you feel that much lower when you know you dropped the ball on at the championship game!
The Old Man came meandering up out of the bush and continued to cheer me up with words of praise on my exemplary display of marksmanship. We decided to walk down along the creek further and see if we could find a pig or possibly luck back into the bull. We see a bull that is physically in poor shape. Bones showing and skin hanging. This is the bull to take, he probably wouldn’t have made it much longer. He was a contrast to the healthy looking Buffalo we have been seeing every day. It didn’t take long to make my mind up and kill him. I shot him just under the neck line as he was facing us and once again as he turned broadside. He was down and was my conclusion to water buff in the NT.
The picture of this bull must be on my camera and I will upload it later.
We looked the bull over noting that he was evidently sick. We were in no way quiet as we started back to the track. We were no more than 10 steps away from the bull and Aaron says in a nonchalant way “look at the pig sleeping there”. Now in Texas the pigs don’t just lounge out on the creek bank waiting for a guy to plug them one. I automatically think this is another joke because we have cut up since we were picked up in Darwin. I think to myself that they shot this pig a few days ago and he is messing with me, so who am I to ruin a good joke? Up goes the 375 and I shoot at the only thing available, the pigs ass! Well you can only imagine my surprise when this “dead” pig comes up on his front legs squealing like, well a pig with a 375 bullet in his ass! He spins circles as I finally regain my composure and give him the final blow on the point of the shoulder. We had a great laugh at my expense and I guess the pigs too!
We saw tons of buff on our way out on our way back to camp.
We loaded up the next morning to head back to Darwin and I was a little disappointed that I had not got to shoot a feral Donkey. Ask and thou shalt receive! A lone donkey with my name all over it just down the road from camp!
The 7-08 was perfect medicine and I had my Donk! Deranged ears and all!
Beautiful markings on him and can not wait for the hide that Aaron is bringing me at DSC!
We spent the rest of the week in Darwin seeing the sights and had a great time. I will post pictures when I finally get to download them.
I had a great time hunting with Australian Outback Buffalo Safaris and would Hunt with Aaron and Red anytime.
The only part of this trip that took me by surprise was the Dip and Pack Cost! I almost fell out of my chair when I received my final invoice! I made the bad assumption that the D&P price was for the total hunt, not per animal. I guess I am to used to the prices in Africa. I would definitely ease up on the trigger if I knew what it was costing me to get some euros back home. But that is what you get for assuming things.
Still with all being said it was a blast and was quite a value for the amount of shooting that was done.
Thanks for tolerating my rambling!
Good hunting,
Cody