He wants to go back to the outfitter because the property is fantastic. So he's hesitant to open a wound with the outfitter by naming him here. But he will not be hunting with that PH again, obviously.Looks like some very nice trophies. I may have missed it, who was the outfitter and ph?
We pushed some Gemsbuck into the corner of the fence and I declined to shoot. My PH said no problem and understood.Enjoying your report, and that Gemsbuck is a stud, congratulations. Like other have said, too bad the about the PH. I can completely understand, and I relate to your situation.
When I hunted Limpopo (my first safari) back in 2012, we had been looking for Kudu real hard with no luck. The owner told us to go to a different property, and we sat in a Hide/Blind. This was because my wife was with me, and she wanted to take pictures. Well, a truck with no muffler comes in and drops a bunch of feed on the ground, and leaves. The truck was not even 50 yds away when the Kudu showed up to feed. One beautiful bull stepped in, and my PH said shoot that one. I said no, and he said shoot again, I firmly said no. I told him I came to Africa to hunt not to shoot. My wife took some pictures of the Kudus, and then I said let's go. The PH was pissed at me for not shooting the bull. I spoke to the owner and explained what happened, and he apologized and understood. The Kudu I shot, was spotted by my wife.![]()
You must post a hunt report. No need to sugar coat bad experiences. There are many and they go unreported. Please reconsider.I read your experience with great interest as my only African hunt was such a mess I didn't even want to try to (post) explain a hunt report. I may be the only person on this forum who came back from Africa and isn't sure I want to return.
I'm glad your trip overall was a success!! Best of luck on trip 2!
You must post a hunt report. No need to sugar coat bad experiences. There are many and they go unreported. Please reconsider.
I'm not sure quality of trophies counterbalances bad hunting experience. I have three kudu on the wall and the best one conjures up some sour memories. But not of the outfitter or PH. I shot through some stuff and hit the bull poorly at relatively close range. It took two more days before we finally got him. I went with the trackers scouring the bottom of the ravine while PH watched the top end. This bull had a propensity for crossing up the sides into next valleys so it was anticipated I would get the shot. Didn't work out that way. The PH finished him and I was very pleased. On the second day he asked me if it was okay to bring a rifle. I said it would be very not okay if he didn't! "Can't believe you'd even ask." Told him if we didn't get that bull I would probably stop hunting. Had never lost an animal before. I didn't sleep a wink those two days fretting about how that poor animal was suffering. Every time I look at those beautiful horns it still makes me sad ... and disgusted with myself. They are a painful but effective reminder of what not to do.Very nice Gembock and Kudu. congratulations!
I am sure your trophys will give you much better memories for live, than the bad moments that have already past.
Thanks for sharing your experience
I guess the OP likes his very nice kudu, since it shows in his avatarI'm not sure quality of trophies counterbalances bad hunting experience. I have three kudu on the wall and the best one conjures up some sour memories. But not of the outfitter or PH. I shot through some stuff and hit the bull poorly at relatively close range. It took two more days before we finally got him. I went with the trackers scouring the bottom of the ravine while PH watched the top end. This bull had a propensity for crossing up the sides into next valleys so it was anticipated I would get the shot. Didn't work out that way. The PH finished him and I was very pleased. On the second day he asked me if it was okay to bring a rifle. I said it would be very not okay if he didn't! "Can't believe you'd even ask." Told him if we didn't get that bull I would probably stop hunting. Had never lost an animal before. I didn't sleep a wink those two days fretting about how that poor animal was suffering. Every time I look at those beautiful horns it still makes me sad ... and disgusted with myself. They are a painful but effective reminder of what not to do.
I think the OP and I are cut from the same cloth. The memories mean more than the horn length. It sure has been an eye opener reading some of the responses.
Wow! I was an E-3 in the Army in 1986 and $1,600 was about three months take-home pay for me.It seems you are doing the best you can with the hand you were given. Your report brings back memories of my first "away" big game hunt in 1986. I chose an outfitter in West Texas that hunted trophy antelope near Cornudas outside of El Paso. I was in my mid 20s and money was tight but managed to put together $1600 for the hunt after saving what I could making just above minimum wage. He promised me that I would be hunting with him but after getting there and paying I was assigned a guide from Boston Mass. Needless to say, my "trophy hunt" was not as expected. Then, to make matters worse, he invited me back for free the next year only to cancel my trip the day before I was to depart. I lost my money for airfare and was heartbroken. I tried to stay in touch with him, he even replied once with a letter saying he would make it up to me and was not "bull shi..ing" but never heard from him again.