rigbymauser
AH enthusiast
I have often thought what was the best of the hunts I have been on in Africa. I can single out a few hunts on particular game but what comes to me as best moments was really the days I didn’t hunt, but just walked around with a rifle or camera to see what oppochunities that might arise.
One occasion was sitting by a donga under some bushes that protected my against the noon sun. I was not hunting anymore as the kalahari sun was too intense and it was very hot (+40 c).
I would usually have walked back to camp to rest, but decided to stay out all day.
I was sitting absolutly still and out of no where a whole flock of warthogs walked past me. I could touched one of them. I was complete motionless. There were 6 or 7 pigs just in front of me like 6-12 yards. They were just scrupping and rooting and was to my surprise noisy. A little further down 2 other warthogs came out too. My .333 was placed behind me and I could in no way make a single move without the first batch of pigs would detect my presence. Actually they smelled me ran of quickly…however the 2 pigs some 50 paces away didn’t take notice. My hunt was on. I was still expose, but with ultraslow movements I maneged to get the rifle and get on my belly. I bellied up to about 20 yards and took a headshot on the first one near. I was all fired up of excitement.
I have in somewhat likewise situations experienced when just sitting out and not really expecting anything and suddenly some antilopes walked closely by.
One occasion was sitting by a donga under some bushes that protected my against the noon sun. I was not hunting anymore as the kalahari sun was too intense and it was very hot (+40 c).
I would usually have walked back to camp to rest, but decided to stay out all day.
I was sitting absolutly still and out of no where a whole flock of warthogs walked past me. I could touched one of them. I was complete motionless. There were 6 or 7 pigs just in front of me like 6-12 yards. They were just scrupping and rooting and was to my surprise noisy. A little further down 2 other warthogs came out too. My .333 was placed behind me and I could in no way make a single move without the first batch of pigs would detect my presence. Actually they smelled me ran of quickly…however the 2 pigs some 50 paces away didn’t take notice. My hunt was on. I was still expose, but with ultraslow movements I maneged to get the rifle and get on my belly. I bellied up to about 20 yards and took a headshot on the first one near. I was all fired up of excitement.
I have in somewhat likewise situations experienced when just sitting out and not really expecting anything and suddenly some antilopes walked closely by.