Over Dinner that night, I asked Corne if you he had any other breeder bulls that he would like me to shoot. LOL.
10/9/2020
I had always talked about shooting a Giraffe with my PH. Ever since I hunted with him 2016, I would say I should have taken a Giraffe with you, etc etc. At dinner he surprises me and tells me he bought me a giraffe! Imagine that. I don't care what he spend and I assume it was not much given the story below but the thought of the gift was what matter and I was sincerely grateful.
A large game farm 1 1/2 hours from Omujeve had an old bull Giraffe that had torn down the fence 4 times this year. We headed out in the AM for the drive and arrived at the ranch at @8:15. Anyone that has seen or hunted Giraffe know that they are not really afraid of anything. We approached the hunt in the most sporting fashion available. The property was 30K+ acres and was flat, with tall grass and plenty of trees and cover. It was not the more open and hilly landscape of Omujeve. Dismounting the truck in the area the Giraffe was suppose to be we started to hike and cast for spoor. 20 minutes later finding the spoor we tracked the giraffe and came upon a tower(didn't know that was the word for giraffe until I googled it) of 8 giraffe. The big bull was easily identified. Trying to move into position and we were spotted, the giraffe didn't run but quickly moved off with the bull either leading or in the middle offering no shot. @10 minutes of cat and mouse and the bull presented a side shot at @70 yards. The 500/416 double went up and a 400 solid hit mid shoulder. The giraffe turned and started to run and I gave it the second barrel quartering away. Reload and follow the tower through some thick trees. On the other side of the tree line the bull is again as I say dead on his feet. He is facing us at @70 yards, the rest of the tower has stopped running @150 yards away. Another 400 grain solid into the frontal chest followed by an immediate second shot into the same area. The giraffe again turns and starts to run away and takes 2 "gallops" and drops like the Hindenburg. Let me tell you the sound of a solid hitting a giraffe resonates like no other animal and for someone that gets an almost perverse level of satisfaction from a bullet "thud" on any animal, this was very enjoyable. Beautiful old dark bull.
Took some pictures and left the team to start the processing of the animal. They did it right in the field.
We knew it would take a while so we loaded up and went to see what else the farm offered us.
We saw a lot of different animals but I was looking for a black wildebeest and I still had an impala and blue wildebeest left from the Caprivi package.
Driving around the farm, the vegetation was thick and grass was tall. I look left and just see the white of a donkey tail swish in the grass. I mention it to my Ph and he starts to slow down but doesn't stop. He goes about 2 yards and stops and jumps out. What is going on, I ask? He looks at me and with a completely straight face says, "there are no donkeys on the farm. The white on the tail you saw was a black wildebeest." He didn't actually say the words dumbass but I heard them. I turn and I say " Well that is why you are the PH and get paid the big bucks!"
Stalk up to the well hidden animal and push him once, he is a good bull and we follow up. @3-500 yards later, he presents a 130 yard shot and I put a 6.5 into him.
The bull turns and while running at @200 yards I get another one into him. He goes down within another 50 yards. Notice the silencer we put on the 6.5. What a little dream it is to shoot now.
We load him up and bring him to the skinning shed. We then head to another part of the farm to watch something really cool. They were doing game capture with a helicopter, the tarps, pens etc. I have seen it on youtube but it was really cool to see in person. I am sorry but for some stupid reason, I only took go pro video and have no pictures. They were catching waterbuck today and to see it in person was a real treat. We spend about 45 minutes watching them and decided that they should be done with the Giraffe by now. Our options were to have a braai on the farm or head back to Omujeve and have lunch there. It was hot on the farm close to 95 all morning and we decided to grab the crew and head back and have a late lunch at "home".
But on the way back an unfortunate Impala showed itself. Hanging out with 20 of his closest girlfriends. Jump off, load up. We pushed them once and quickly flanked them when we knew what direction they were headed. Got into position and watch as the ladies lead the way through a 10 yard clearing. The buck stepped out, a quick whistle to stop him and at 185 yards had a nice 23' impala.
The afternoon hunt and all of the next day was filled with curses, insults, ribbing and a complete loss of confidence from, to and by my buddy. It seems the beginners luck he encounter in the Caprivi with not missing a shot (some were not good shots but he did not miss any) and shooting three nice animals in a Kudu, Zebra and Impala, stayed in the Caprivi. He missed at least 6 shots at blue Wildebeest and Gemsbok. Granted not one of them was a layup but he still missed. Personally I am glad he missed because up to that point he probably thought hunting was easy and closer to shooting than hunting.