xausa
AH enthusiast
This was on my first African hunt, in 1971 in Kenya. We were hunting on a huge ranch managed by the PH's brother-in-law. The ranch was surrounded with an 8' chain link fence, to keep predators out. Somehow a pack of Cape hunting dogs had made it past the fence and as we were driving down a dirt road, the PH spotted them in an adjacent field. He asked me if I would mind shooting a few, since the posed a threat to the cattle and sheep, especially the calves and lambs. I of course volunteered and took my Model 70 Winchester (pre-War) in .300 H&H and walked toward the dogs, which more or less ignored me, instead concentrating on the freshly killed impala they were tearing to pieces.
I fired my first shot at a stationary target and the remaining four at the frantically moving dogs, hitting four in all. This called for some rapid bolt manipulation, and my trusty Model 70 functioned flawlessly. I only missed one dog that I shot at.
I fired my first shot at a stationary target and the remaining four at the frantically moving dogs, hitting four in all. This called for some rapid bolt manipulation, and my trusty Model 70 functioned flawlessly. I only missed one dog that I shot at.