Firebird
AH legend
The previous night Wik and Don pulled out their cleaning kits and I was able to go in from the chamber side and snag the blown off case in my 7mm-08. So that rifle was back in action. I was very nervous that problem would happen again but the remainder of the hunt I never had another problem.
My “wish list” extended well beyond my three package animals. When I found there were Tsessebee on their north property, I jumped at the chance to hunt them. I had never
Even seen a live one before and this would fill that void as well as seeing new places which is generally cool. Wik dangled a list of available animals for me and we would try my impala there as well. He said this was a good place for mountain reedbuck as well and I have seen them but never hunted them before.
So after the buffalo was hung in the cooler, and lunch was enjoyed (wildebeest lasagna, one of my favorites) we pointed north for new scenery and unique trophies.
I confess I slept most of the four hours to Kramberg. Rolling through the front gate the first thing I saw was a lechwe cow with a bull trailing her like a good bird dog. Sable herd on the far horizon and impala on the nearer hill. I was going to like it here. It is higher and therefore colder but a hoodie or light jacket would suffice. My room was comfortable but I was just there long enough to drop my gear before I headed out with the camera to explore the yard and by the time the sun was painting the sky orange, i had made my way to the lake.
This was the first location where we would be hunting with PHDon and the Australians as they had been hunting buffalo at a different location. Don’t was a nice bonfire with lots of chatter and then dinner before I went to bed and left my camera outside in the rain. . .
The next morning started by Don putting my camera into a bag of rice. Breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon and marinated steak strips saureed with onions. I ate so much i foundered.
At sun up we were driving to a place they call little Serengeti. It’s easy to see why as animals were every direction you looked. We were on the flat and the animals were on the surrounding hills, They wanted the sun which also betrayed them, making them shine and easy to see. We put the big kudu in wins spotting scope and looked at other bits of treasure wherever we could see them. As we started to drive away Simone said he had found a bachelor herd or Tsessebee bulls by a small dam.
We drove to get behind the hill, hiked to get the wind in our favor and then sneaked downhill to where we could make our choice. Wik picked the bull we wanted and I got on the sticks. I don’t think Tsessebee are very wary but this had been a good stalk and our bull had his head in a bush feeding. One bull turned to face us but he didn’t alarm the others. I was using my .375 with its plains game scope and 235 gr Barnes tsx bullets. It was an easy shot (I can’t currently recall the distance) and the bull spun on his heels then dropped at the shot.
My “wish list” extended well beyond my three package animals. When I found there were Tsessebee on their north property, I jumped at the chance to hunt them. I had never
Even seen a live one before and this would fill that void as well as seeing new places which is generally cool. Wik dangled a list of available animals for me and we would try my impala there as well. He said this was a good place for mountain reedbuck as well and I have seen them but never hunted them before.
So after the buffalo was hung in the cooler, and lunch was enjoyed (wildebeest lasagna, one of my favorites) we pointed north for new scenery and unique trophies.
I confess I slept most of the four hours to Kramberg. Rolling through the front gate the first thing I saw was a lechwe cow with a bull trailing her like a good bird dog. Sable herd on the far horizon and impala on the nearer hill. I was going to like it here. It is higher and therefore colder but a hoodie or light jacket would suffice. My room was comfortable but I was just there long enough to drop my gear before I headed out with the camera to explore the yard and by the time the sun was painting the sky orange, i had made my way to the lake.
This was the first location where we would be hunting with PHDon and the Australians as they had been hunting buffalo at a different location. Don’t was a nice bonfire with lots of chatter and then dinner before I went to bed and left my camera outside in the rain. . .
The next morning started by Don putting my camera into a bag of rice. Breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon and marinated steak strips saureed with onions. I ate so much i foundered.
At sun up we were driving to a place they call little Serengeti. It’s easy to see why as animals were every direction you looked. We were on the flat and the animals were on the surrounding hills, They wanted the sun which also betrayed them, making them shine and easy to see. We put the big kudu in wins spotting scope and looked at other bits of treasure wherever we could see them. As we started to drive away Simone said he had found a bachelor herd or Tsessebee bulls by a small dam.
We drove to get behind the hill, hiked to get the wind in our favor and then sneaked downhill to where we could make our choice. Wik picked the bull we wanted and I got on the sticks. I don’t think Tsessebee are very wary but this had been a good stalk and our bull had his head in a bush feeding. One bull turned to face us but he didn’t alarm the others. I was using my .375 with its plains game scope and 235 gr Barnes tsx bullets. It was an easy shot (I can’t currently recall the distance) and the bull spun on his heels then dropped at the shot.
