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Days 10 and 11.
Miranda had wanted to hunt kudu and after seeing the one not quite ready male earlier in the hunt bec convinced she was not going to get a chance. The final 2 days were planned to hunt buffalo on a privately owned property with limited hunting about 45 minutes away. This large 8-10,000 acre farm is near appropriately named Koedoesfontein, Kudu Spring. We were up and away early with packed coolers. Arriving at the property we met the additional PHs who will be assisting us, Francois who lives on the farm, Louie and Frikkie. Louie, Frikkie and Rikus were getting additional days of DG hunting in order to meet requirements to hunt on their own. We all piled into one bakkie and head out in search of buffalo. Instead the bush had other plans. After about an hour or so, word came from the back Louie had spotted a kudu. Rikus and Miranda are out of the truck and on the stalk. We hear a shot, a loud thud and see the kudu run a few yards farther up the steep hill. He’s wobbly and a second shot sends him to the ground. Round of applause for my wife. We climb up the rock strewn hill 100-150 yards where we get a look at a truly magnificent animal.
Miranda had wanted to hunt kudu and after seeing the one not quite ready male earlier in the hunt bec convinced she was not going to get a chance. The final 2 days were planned to hunt buffalo on a privately owned property with limited hunting about 45 minutes away. This large 8-10,000 acre farm is near appropriately named Koedoesfontein, Kudu Spring. We were up and away early with packed coolers. Arriving at the property we met the additional PHs who will be assisting us, Francois who lives on the farm, Louie and Frikkie. Louie, Frikkie and Rikus were getting additional days of DG hunting in order to meet requirements to hunt on their own. We all piled into one bakkie and head out in search of buffalo. Instead the bush had other plans. After about an hour or so, word came from the back Louie had spotted a kudu. Rikus and Miranda are out of the truck and on the stalk. We hear a shot, a loud thud and see the kudu run a few yards farther up the steep hill. He’s wobbly and a second shot sends him to the ground. Round of applause for my wife. We climb up the rock strewn hill 100-150 yards where we get a look at a truly magnificent animal.