***It seems the pictures I took with my Sony big camera save them at 28MB and are too big to load into the story, will try and use cell phone pictures"""
9/30
Breakfast at 6, in the truck at 6:30. The plan is always non-trophy elephant or Cape buffalo first. On the boat ride yesterday we saw a huge male hippo on the kwando. Even I saw that his head was 1.5-2 times the size of others. We have him located and will try mid-day to catch him on land. Thus Cape and Elephant.
We head off to the various "dry" flood plains. I put them in quotes because to the people of Caprivi these are dry, but they still hold plenty of water. Quick check of two areas yields nothing that we can see. Heading to another area, we (ok them) spot some tracks crossing the road. We have seen a lot of these tracks but they were always heading toward one of the parks or Botswana. These two tracks of an old elephant were heading into the conservancy and were fresh. Jump off, load up, Hydrate and we are off. Unfortunately, 1/2 hour into the tracking job my PH throws up his hands and states that the elephants are just doing a big U. Call in the truck and we are back down the road to other flood plains.
As you can imagine, some areas of the river/plains are easily viewed and some require some more work. We were in a more work area. (Just to be clear, more work for the truck or them, not me) We were just about to top a rise overlooking the plain and we get a tap/tap on the roof. I love that sound btw. I should say I love that sound but hate it as well. I don't have the mirror or understand Afrikaans. Thus Tap/Tap means I spend the next 10 secs figuring out first where to look, then what am I looking for. This time it was even worse, it was a full minute before my PH turns and says elephant, in the trees/forest on the left. We were currently in a depression and people in the car could not see them, in the back they were having difficulty seeing what they were, other than that they were elephant.
We drive 1000 yards in a big C to get the wind right. Unload and load up. The stalk is not long, distance wise, but we are in some thick forest/bush area that is obviously above the flood level. We slowly work our way to the area the elephants are spotted and at 40 yards I see a part of an elephant. We (ok them) then proceed to take @20 minutes to identify the elephant but more importantly other elephants in the area. Not sure which one the trackers original saw but ultimately we determine there is an old bull with both tusks broken or wore down. He is with two younger bulls and we start again.
We back out and approach from a different angle to keep the wind good and get to the old guy in the middle. Unfortunately he is facing away, with his face into the wind, with the younger bulls on each side and each one facing a different direction. I was really enjoying just being 30 yards from them and seeing parts of them, hearing the noises as they eat, just the whole experience.
My suggestion to other hunters especially new ones to Africa is try and remember all the details of a hunt, not just the stalk, your animal or the shot.
Anyway, it was not long until the big guy turns to eat another tree and then rotates his body. Gideon looks at me and whispers, its gonna be close. We use brush, trees etc and get close. My neck is physically looking up at the elephant through a bunch of brush/trees at an animal making sounds on the other side. I see just outlines and movement, nothing definitive through the vegetation.
At this point I disregarded my instructions above and the only two things that came to mind were:
I slowly step around the bush and at 7 yards i am full frontal to an elephant with a tree blocking his left eye. I can clearly see him reach out to grab some more food, aim and shoot.
A mournful trumpet sounds and the animal starts to turn (thankfully he doesn't go straight). As he turns I put the second barrel into what I believe is the heart lung area. Gideon says lets go and we start running after him. @50 yards later, I am reloaded and at the edge of a clearing. Confirm that that is our elephant and two more shots. One into the hip area and one top center for the spine. He still is running away. We cross the clearing and up onto another high area with less vegetation than the original shot. We see him standing at 70 yards broadside, two more shots into heart lung area. He turns and runs again through some brush. Reload and through the brush and see that he is down 50 yards away. Run up and one more to finish him. Total distance maybe 400-500 yards.
My heart is pounding, I am out of shape. High fives and back slaps, I have my first elephant.
As we replay the hunt, my initial shot was too low. it was slightly below the eye level. I believe that when he reached out to eat, my brain said that i should lower the shot a little because of the tilt. I was wrong. I am certainly not a professional, see the above hunt as an example, but mentally I made a note that if I am ever able to to this again, the shot will be above the eyes, always.
My second shot was a good one to the heart and lung area. I did not know that at the time because it was a snap shot through brush. The third and fourth shots were excellent in my opinion. Two shots at running elephant 70 yards away with a double rifle. Both shots hit the elephant, excellent right!? But the right hip shot was four inches too far to the left and the spine shot was more of a texas gut shot.
The meat was to be taken to one fo the chiefs of the conservancy for a festival later in the week. After an hour, we left the skinners to do their job and back to camp.