It wouldn’t be right if I didn’t start this report about my latest hunt in Mozambique with Simon Leach of Traditional Moz Safaris by taking a look back at how I came to be there in the first place.
Twelve months ago I set out for Zambia to hunt with Adam Buske – PH for Pete Swanepols’ Safari Bwana. A friend of mine here in NZ had booked a Buff hunt but had to pull out because of a bad back. I replaced him on the hunt at fairly short notice.
Adam and partner Josien picked me up at Lusaka airport (19 hrs flying time to get there) and we drove about 4 hrs to his concession on the Kafue river. While the main target was the Buff I was also keen on a Sable antelope – one of the great African trophies in my eyes. The first afternoon a big male elephant walked into camp to eat figs off the tree less than 20 metres from the dining table. A helluva sight considering that it was my first encounter with said species. Later in evening we drove down to the neighbouring concession to pick up a gun (.375) as I am over travelling with one if I can avoid it. A step up from the good ole .308 I’m used to using at home here in NZ.
Sun 16th Oct – Up at 5am and out to look for Buffalo. Not a lot of animals about but it was full moon. We did see Kudu, Hartebeest, Warthog, Bushbuck, Reedbuck, Impala, Duiker, Puku and Grysbok. Buff tracks but no hair. Back late morn for lunch and a nap then back out for the avo hunt. A mob of zebra and more Puku which were plentiful along the river.
Mon 17th – I missed a nice Bushbuck in morn after spotting it before the trackers on the back of the bakkie. We found the Buff sign late morning and after a bit of driving around to get the wind right started a stalk. We heard the Buff immediately some 100 metres ahead and quickly closed the gap. Adam and one of the trackers were 20 metres ahead when I looked to the right and saw a big Buff standing 50 metres away looking right at us. I had to get Adams attention and pointed it out. Hell they’d just walked right past him. Turned out there was a group of several animals laying under some cover. There was a nice bull laying down but on a terrible angle for a shot so we waited a bit and then he suddenly stood up. Sticks up,
“quick shoot him” Adam hissed
I fired and pulled left. Gun didn’t quite go off when I expected but he went down in a screaming heap with a bullet in the neck.
“give him another in the shoulder” says Adam
So I did and my first encounter with a Cape buffalo ended with a pat on the Buffs back and a heap of photos. A duiker met the same fate as we returned to camp with the spoils of the chase.