SOUTH AFRICA: My 1st African Safari

[jbirdwell]

Trip Review​

Trip Dates: June 7, 2024 – June 18, 2024

Outfitter​

• @Bos en Dal SAFARIS: Gerrit
• PH: Rickus
• Cameraman: Francois

Services Utilized​

• Travel Express
• Global Rescue: Trip Insurance, Medical & Security Plan
• Rifle Permits
• Airline: Qatar Airways

Equipment Used​

• Pre-64 Winchester Model 70 in 375 H&H Magnum using Barnes 300 grain TSX factory ammo.
• Custom 35 Whelen using Buffalo Bore 225 grain TSX ammo.
• Swarovski Z6 3-18 x 50 Scopes on both rifles.
• Swarovski EL 10X42 Binoculars.
• Viper Flex Quad Shooting Sticks (Which I gifted to my PH).
• Tuffpak 1050 Gun case.
• Apple Air Tags in all baggage.

Before I begin with the trip details, let me say that every organization that I dealt with, from the start of planning this trip to my arrival back in Houston was the epitome of professionalism. I recommend each and every one and whole heartily.
One other acknowledgment. Without Mark Biggerstaff taking me under his wings with guidance and advice on planning this trip, my first safari would have probably been another few years from happening. He sent me a PM right after I joined @AfricaHunting.com with his phone number and an offer to call him anytime if I had questions.
June 7th: Arrive at IAH in Houston at 1:30 pm for my 6:10 pm flight. Had only planned to arrive 4 hours early but my ride to the airport showed up early.

Trina from Qatar had called me about 5 minutes before my arrival, wanting me to email me her copies of firearms documents. She ended up meeting me at the gate and walking me through the entire process until I went through the customs check.

First, at the check in area, she had me open my checked bag to weigh my ammo and then escorted me to the TSA check area. At the TSA check area, they had me unload the two soft gun cases and then ran a cloth down each side to the cases checking for explosive residue. Then it was off through customs to access the boarding areas.

When we arrived in Doha, I was met at the gate by another representative from Qatar Airways and was escorted to the Business Class lounge. Before anything else, I took advantage of the showers room in the lounge and then a quick bite in the cafeteria. Since this was a very long layover I also ended up eating again at the restaurant on the upper floor prior to the next flight.

I arrived in Johannesburg on time at 9:50 am on Sunday, June 9th and was met at the gate by the rep from Rifle Permits. One of the few snags of the trip was that they could not get the door open for the cargo area on the plane, so we ended up waiting for about an hour to get my checked bag and gun case.

After that was a quick pass though customs and was then met by my PH Rickus and Cameraman Francois. Then it was on to the SAP office for my firearms permits.

After arriving at the lodge and having a great lunch, we went to the range to check to make sure both my rifles were on. After some adjustments to my 375, we rode around the property until right before dark.

Hunt Day 1: Dawn broke clear, as it did everyday, I was there. With the exception of the last 2 day mornings were around 35 – 36 degrees and highs were in the mid to high 60’s. It wasn’t too long until the PH pointed out a nice Impala and the decision was to make my first stalk. You would have thought I was trying to shoot my first animal ever. I had a severe case of buck fever stalking up to the animal. My excitement level was beyond control. In hindsight, I’m glad I did not get a shot on that Impala because that short stalk calmed my nerves for the rest of the trip. Later that morning I had another busted stalk on an impala and another on a Zebra. Little did I know at this point that the crafty Impala would become my nemesis for the entire trip.

After a great lunch, it was decided to get back in the field and hunt immediately over a big tank, figuring that animals would be coming in to drink during the heat of the day. We parked on a road and hiked into the tank from the back side where the levee was high. The Blue Wildebeest at already beaten us there. After determining there was large bull, we ended up setting the sticks on the side angle of the levee for the shot. The bull was laying down facing away from us. After about 25-30 minutes, the bull stood up and was going to go to our left which would have put him behind a tree in about 2-3 steps.

The original plan was that once I was on the animal, I would make sure the cameraman was on the animal and then shoot. Unfortunately, with the bull deciding to go left, I did not have the time. As his front end was already behind the tree, I aimed just an inch or so off the right side of the tree to where his shoulder was still visible. With the precarious setup on the sticks due to the tank levee I never saw the impact, but my PH assured me he took 2 steps and was down.
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After much picture and video taking and waiting for Robert to pick the Wildebeest, we were back at it again. At about 3:45 pm, we spotted some Zebra on the side of the road. I had wanted to shoot a nice mare instead of a stallion if I hunted Zebra, figuring the mare would have a less scarred up hide. The mare that I was on, was hiding behind a tree and I was on the sticks waiting for her to come out. While waiting, my PH picked out another mare that was a little further back, so we moved the sticks six or seven feet to the right to get me a clear shot. After settling on the sticks and putting another shot in the shoulder, my second animal was down. By the time we were done with all the after shot activities it was getting close to dark so we headed into the lodge for a few after hunt drinks and a superb dinner.

 

[TTundra]

Congrats on a great start to your first hunt over!

 

[Mark Biggerstaff]

Congrats on a great start! Can't wait for more!

 

[Firebird]

Gotta find out if you took down your nemesis or not!
Impala one of my favorites

 

[Elkeater]

Awesome first day! The Zebra was my nemesis. They can be sneaky buggers.

 

[Ridge Runner]

Congrats on getting 2 nice animals. Good report so far. Need to find out about getting, or not, your nemesis, the impala.

 

[ILDRHNTR]

Awesome start for any safari, let alone your first. Congrats on the Blue and the Zebra. Both beautiful animals. Can’t wait for more. Thanks for taking the time to share your adventure.

 

[jbirdwell]

Day 2 started how much like day one. We were sitting around the fire, they had made to take the chill out of the morning and were supposed to leave camp from 7:00. As we were all just sitting there we decided to just go ahead and leave then which ended up being just the right time. We were probably just about 3 or 4 miles away from camp when we came around a curve in the road to see a big bunch of Blesbok on the left. Seeing us, they took off running in front of us but stayed near the road.

Blesbok were never on my list but as they were moving off there was one ram that horns looked to be about about 5-6 inches above the rest. Also I figured when your PH and Camerman's eyes light up and there going about how big he was, that's an animal you need to hunt.

Luckily they stopped after a few hundred yards and we quickly got out of the truck and made our way up to a vantage point where I could take a shot. Once on the sticks, the big male was identified and I was ready for the shot. He was facing almost straight at us, just quartering slightly away from us. I took aim at the middle of the chest and my 35 Whelen did it's job again.

This was one that did not suffer ground shrinkage as we walked up on him. If anything, the started looking bigger than I originally thought.

I had always planned that if I changed my mind, I would just do a skull mount as the pics I had seen of Blesbok didn't really impress me that much. However, this one will be getting a shoulder mount he deserves and a good place of honor on my wall. I couldn't have asked for anything better.

The rest of the morning was pretty uneventful except for several more unsuccessful stalks on impala again. On the last stalk as we were walking back to the truck, I slipped on one of the gazillion rocks there and busted my knee. After several oaths that would make a sailor blush and being unable to put any weight on it for a few minutes, the phrase "F***ing Impalas" became common for the rest of the trip.

After a good lunch we headed back out to hunt. While we saw lots of game and many different species, they were not what I was looking for or not a mature enough animal. We also headed back to that same tank dam hoping to catch a Warthog in for a quick drink but he forgot to appear.

After a great meal and several screwdrivers I headed to bed to dream of my adventures yet to come.

 

[Bearkat]

Great report and congrats on the trophies!

 

[jbirdwell]

Hunt Day 3: After leaving camp we headed to a different property. We had been there on the first day and seen 3 Sable females together but could never find the male, if he was with them. We did see a younger male, in another area on that property with impressive horns but way too young. I had told the PH that I was thinking about adding a Sable to the list so we were looking for a more mature male that or anything else the bush would give us. Like the elusive Impala!

At about 7:50 a larger male and 3 females were spotted. It looked like they were coming up from the brush lining a small creek. After a short stalk and another good performance by the 35 Whelen, we were taking pictures and high fiving once again. At this point, I had no clue how magical this morning would be.

After getting the Sable loaded and headed back to camp, we set off in search of other game. We had not gone but a mile or two when we saw some warthogs run into the grass on the left side of the road. We got out of the truck and starting glassing for them and finally picked up a group and could tell that there was a boar with them trying to service one of the sows in the group. Before we could get on the stalk good, the group split up, with 1 sow and some piglets going back across the road and the solitary boar and sow staying parallel with the road about 60 yards into the grass. We stayed on the stalk and they stopped again. This time we closed the distance a little bit but they busted again on us. After another 75 yards or so they finally stopped a third time.

The boar was bound and determined to finish the deed this time. The PH did tell me the boar was not all that large and actually a cull that they didn't want breeding. Since I was bound and determined to take a warthog regardless of the circumstances, he was fine by me. I guess I should have been a gentleman and let him finish his deed. However, lets just say, he died with a smile on his face.

Day 3 will be contunued.

 

[Mark Biggerstaff]

Congrats Jaye! Stacking them up and keeping Dugga and Robert busy!

 

[Ridge Runner]

Definitely getting it done. Congrats on taking in stride what Africa has to offer, when it's offered. TIA.

 

[Nyati]

Nice going so far, keep it coming

 

[Rare Breed]

Trip Review​

Trip Dates: June 7, 2024 – June 18, 2024

Outfitter​

• @Bos en Dal SAFARIS: Gerrit
• PH: Rickus
• Cameraman: Francois

Services Utilized​

• Travel Express
• Global Rescue: Trip Insurance, Medical & Security Plan
• Rifle Permits
• Airline: Qatar Airways

Equipment Used​

• Pre-64 Winchester Model 70 in 375 H&H Magnum using Barnes 300 grain TSX factory ammo.
• Custom 35 Whelen using Buffalo Bore 225 grain TSX ammo.
• Swarovski Z6 3-18 x 50 Scopes on both rifles.
• Swarovski EL 10X42 Binoculars.
• Viper Flex Quad Shooting Sticks (Which I gifted to my PH).
• Tuffpak 1050 Gun case.
• Apple Air Tags in all baggage.

Before I begin with the trip details, let me say that every organization that I dealt with, from the start of planning this trip to my arrival back in Houston was the epitome of professionalism. I recommend each and every one and whole heartily.
One other acknowledgment. Without Mark Biggerstaff taking me under his wings with guidance and advice on planning this trip, my first safari would have probably been another few years from happening. He sent me a PM right after I joined @AfricaHunting.com with his phone number and an offer to call him anytime if I had questions.
June 7th: Arrive at IAH in Houston at 1:30 pm for my 6:10 pm flight. Had only planned to arrive 4 hours early but my ride to the airport showed up early.

Trina from Qatar had called me about 5 minutes before my arrival, wanting me to email me her copies of firearms documents. She ended up meeting me at the gate and walking me through the entire process until I went through the customs check.

First, at the check in area, she had me open my checked bag to weigh my ammo and then escorted me to the TSA check area. At the TSA check area, they had me unload the two soft gun cases and then ran a cloth down each side to the cases checking for explosive residue. Then it was off through customs to access the boarding areas.

When we arrived in Doha, I was met at the gate by another representative from Qatar Airways and was escorted to the Business Class lounge. Before anything else, I took advantage of the showers room in the lounge and then a quick bite in the cafeteria. Since this was a very long layover I also ended up eating again at the restaurant on the upper floor prior to the next flight.

I arrived in Johannesburg on time at 9:50 am on Sunday, June 9th and was met at the gate by the rep from Rifle Permits. One of the few snags of the trip was that they could not get the door open for the cargo area on the plane, so we ended up waiting for about an hour to get my checked bag and gun case.

After that was a quick pass though customs and was then met by my PH Rickus and Cameraman Francois. Then it was on to the SAP office for my firearms permits.

After arriving at the lodge and having a great lunch, we went to the range to check to make sure both my rifles were on. After some adjustments to my 375, we rode around the property until right before dark.

Hunt Day 1: Dawn broke clear, as it did everyday, I was there. With the exception of the last 2 day mornings were around 35 – 36 degrees and highs were in the mid to high 60’s. It wasn’t too long until the PH pointed out a nice Impala and the decision was to make my first stalk. You would have thought I was trying to shoot my first animal ever. I had a severe case of buck fever stalking up to the animal. My excitement level was beyond control. In hindsight, I’m glad I did not get a shot on that Impala because that short stalk calmed my nerves for the rest of the trip. Later that morning I had another busted stalk on an impala and another on a Zebra. Little did I know at this point that the crafty Impala would become my nemesis for the entire trip.

After a great lunch, it was decided to get back in the field and hunt immediately over a big tank, figuring that animals would be coming in to drink during the heat of the day. We parked on a road and hiked into the tank from the back side where the levee was high. The Blue Wildebeest at already beaten us there. After determining there was large bull, we ended up setting the sticks on the side angle of the levee for the shot. The bull was laying down facing away from us. After about 25-30 minutes, the bull stood up and was going to go to our left which would have put him behind a tree in about 2-3 steps.

The original plan was that once I was on the animal, I would make sure the cameraman was on the animal and then shoot. Unfortunately, with the bull deciding to go left, I did not have the time. As his front end was already behind the tree, I aimed just an inch or so off the right side of the tree to where his shoulder was still visible. With the precarious setup on the sticks due to the tank levee I never saw the impact, but my PH assured me he took 2 steps and was down.
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After much picture and video taking and waiting for Robert to pick the Wildebeest, we were back at it again. At about 3:45 pm, we spotted some Zebra on the side of the road. I had wanted to shoot a nice mare instead of a stallion if I hunted Zebra, figuring the mare would have a less scarred up hide. The mare that I was on, was hiding behind a tree and I was on the sticks waiting for her to come out. While waiting, my PH picked out another mare that was a little further back, so we moved the sticks six or seven feet to the right to get me a clear shot. After settling on the sticks and putting another shot in the shoulder, my second animal was down. By the time we were done with all the after shot activities it was getting close to dark so we headed into the lodge for a few after hunt drinks and a superb dinner.
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@Mark Biggerstaff is one of our very best and I always no matter how many times I go to Africa I listen to his wisdom!!!

 

[jbirdwell]

Sorry for the long delay between posts. We have been slammed at work and I got rid of my computer at home a while back.

Anyway, after taking some pic and videos of the warthog, we loaded him into the back of the truck. As we still had some time to kill we continued to drive around looking for something else. I knew this morning would be magical and we already had two down to prove it. Driving around the ranch we spot a lone Impala ram off to the left side about 150-160 yards out. After stopping the truck and getting out, the Impala is still standing there in the same place. Not much of a stalk but by this time I was in double digit stalks on Impala and was wanting to cross him off my list.

The Impala was facing us slightly quartering to my right. I felt comfortable on the sticks and squeezed the trigger. After checking the video it was apparent that the bullet struck a little to far to the right. We gave him about 10 minutes since we didn't want to push him in case the bullet had not done enough damage. After the 10 minutes it did not take to long to pick up the blood trail and we found him under a small tree where he had run head-on into the tree. While not a great shot, I felt like at minimum I had the jinx off me for an Impala.



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[Ridge Runner]

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Glad you broke the jinx.
Congrats on getting your impala.

 

[jbirdwell]

End of day 3

By now it was getting close to lunch so after the picture taking was done and the Impala loaded into the truck bed, we were off to the skinning shed to unload before dinner. At this rate my list will have to be expanded but I felt like I was on an adventure of a lifetime and decided not to worry about it.



The afternoon was uneventful though we saw lots of game. They were either something I wasn't interested in or just not a mature enough animal to hunt. After another great dinner and some drinks and tenderloins grilled over hot coals, it was off to bed to dream about what tomorrow holds.



Hunt Day Four:



Speaking to the outfitter, prior to flying over I asked him about any specials he might have for the hunt, and he let me know about the Zebra and Buff cow hunts. At that point, in my mind I am planning to take one of each and get the excitement of the buffalo hunt without the cost of a mature bull.



Unfortunately for me, after arriving at the lodge on day one, at that first meal I looked up at some of the taxidermy on the wall. Hanging directly across from me was a skull mount of a Buffalo cow and next to it a Buffalo Skull mount. I had already discussed with the outfitter about the possibility of a Bull hunt should I just see something I could not live without.


I had told my PH that while I had a list of animals, I really was just going to go with what the bush gave me. Several mornings I was asked what I wanted to go for, and it was the same answer. I had in my mind several animals and that if I shot these animals I would opt for the Buff cow and if not I could add the Buff Bull.



Throughout the first 3 days we have been seeing plenty of buff, just not the one I was looking for. There were several real wide cows that crossed my mind during the 1st three days. The outfitter had told me about a mature solitary bull with a good hard boss and thought he was right about 40 inches.


On day 4, I had decided on the Buffalo Bull if we found him, so morning found us driving the ranch roads in search of him. We drove through a lot of terrain, over some rough and rocky roads and saw a very nice solo, but too young bull. Buff had seemed to be everywhere on the first 3 days when I was carrying my 35 Whelen. However, it seemed they vanished when I switched to my 375 H&H.


After another great lunch, we left in search for the solitary bull again. I don't think we were more than 3 miles from camp when the PH spotted a lone bull feeding in an open pasture. Luckily, that was the bull that we were after.


The PH drove the truck over to a different road to where we could get out and stalk back to the bull, in hopes that he would still be there. After stalking back over to the open pasture we found the bull still there. We were behind some little scrub trees and could see the bull feeding on some hay scattered on the ground near a feeder.


The PH wanted us to move about 10 yards closer into the shade and behind another set of trees. However, after stepping out into the open, he quickly set up the sticks for me to get on and be ready. At this time, I think the bull has realized that something is there, or something is not right. The bull picks up his head, like he is trying to figure out what we are and takes about 5 steps towards us and stops. He still has his head up, like he is trying to smell us, when the PH tells me I can take the frontal shot if I'm comfortable with it.


Had this been day one, I do not think I would have been comfortable with the shot, even though the bull was less than 50 yards away. Hell, my excitement level on that first Impala stalk would have probably had me missing by a mile. Looking through the scope my heart was beating with the excitement level that is hard to describe.



However, I felt comfortable with the shots leading up to this one and I was comfortable on the sticks now watching the buffalo through my scope. I picked a spot in the center of his chest about half-way between his raised chin and where his neck meets the body. After squeezing the trigger, the bull lurches and turns back running off to the left.


There is a gap in the trees, and I see a young Golden Wildebeest that was in the area when I shot run by. I did not see the bull fall as I am too far over to the left, but my PH and Cameraman assure me it went down within the first 40 yards. After waiting about 4-5 minutes we hear 3 death rows and now my heart is really pumping as its just now hitting me hard that I have this magnificent animal on the ground.

This was the first wild animal of this size and I was in awe walking up to the bull to confirm he as dead. After much picture taking and high fives the PH dispatched for a tractor with a front end loader to pick this monster up. We followed them to the skinning shed as I had already told the PH that I was interested in watching the skinner do his work and the entire process in general to get a trophy from kill to ready for the taxidermist.

Needless to say, day 4 is over by the time we get done at the skinning shed so we retire to lodge for some more drinks, grilled tenderloin while the chef prepares dinner.

Day 5 coming soon.

 

[jbirdwell]

This is that first impala in case that link does not work

 

[Karl Johnson]

Congratulations on a great safari. The Blesbok is fantastic!

 

[Ridge Runner]

End of day 3

By now it was getting close to lunch so after the picture taking was done and the Impala loaded into the truck bed, we were off to the skinning shed to unload before dinner. At this rate my list will have to be expanded but I felt like I was on an adventure of a lifetime and decided not to worry about it.



The afternoon was uneventful though we saw lots of game. They were either something I wasn't interested in or just not a mature enough animal to hunt. After another great dinner and some drinks and tenderloins grilled over hot coals, it was off to bed to dream about what tomorrow holds.



Hunt Day Four:



Speaking to the outfitter, prior to flying over I asked him about any specials he might have for the hunt, and he let me know about the Zebra and Buff cow hunts. At that point, in my mind I am planning to take one of each and get the excitement of the buffalo hunt without the cost of a mature bull.



Unfortunately for me, after arriving at the lodge on day one, at that first meal I looked up at some of the taxidermy on the wall. Hanging directly across from me was a skull mount of a Buffalo cow and next to it a Buffalo Skull mount. I had already discussed with the outfitter about the possibility of a Bull hunt should I just see something I could not live without.


I had told my PH that while I had a list of animals, I really was just going to go with what the bush gave me. Several mornings I was asked what I wanted to go for, and it was the same answer. I had in my mind several animals and that if I shot these animals I would opt for the Buff cow and if not I could add the Buff Bull.



Throughout the first 3 days we have been seeing plenty of buff, just not the one I was looking for. There were several real wide cows that crossed my mind during the 1st three days. The outfitter had told me about a mature solitary bull with a good hard boss and thought he was right about 40 inches.


On day 4, I had decided on the Buffalo Bull if we found him, so morning found us driving the ranch roads in search of him. We drove through a lot of terrain, over some rough and rocky roads and saw a very nice solo, but too young bull. Buff had seemed to be everywhere on the first 3 days when I was carrying my 35 Whelen. However, it seemed they vanished when I switched to my 375 H&H.


After another great lunch, we left in search for the solitary bull again. I don't think we were more than 3 miles from camp when the PH spotted a lone bull feeding in an open pasture. Luckily, that was the bull that we were after.


The PH drove the truck over to a different road to where we could get out and stalk back to the bull, in hopes that he would still be there. After stalking back over to the open pasture we found the bull still there. We were behind some little scrub trees and could see the bull feeding on some hay scattered on the ground near a feeder.


The PH wanted us to move about 10 yards closer into the shade and behind another set of trees. However, after stepping out into the open, he quickly set up the sticks for me to get on and be ready. At this time, I think the bull has realized that something is there, or something is not right. The bull picks up his head, like he is trying to figure out what we are and takes about 5 steps towards us and stops. He still has his head up, like he is trying to smell us, when the PH tells me I can take the frontal shot if I'm comfortable with it.


Had this been day one, I do not think I would have been comfortable with the shot, even though the bull was less than 50 yards away. Hell, my excitement level on that first Impala stalk would have probably had me missing by a mile. Looking through the scope my heart was beating with the excitement level that is hard to describe.



However, I felt comfortable with the shots leading up to this one and I was comfortable on the sticks now watching the buffalo through my scope. I picked a spot in the center of his chest about half-way between his raised chin and where his neck meets the body. After squeezing the trigger, the bull lurches and turns back running off to the left.


There is a gap in the trees, and I see a young Golden Wildebeest that was in the area when I shot run by. I did not see the bull fall as I am too far over to the left, but my PH and Cameraman assure me it went down within the first 40 yards. After waiting about 4-5 minutes we hear 3 death rows and now my heart is really pumping as its just now hitting me hard that I have this magnificent animal on the ground.

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This was the first wild animal of this size and I was in awe walking up to the bull to confirm he as dead. After much picture taking and high fives the PH dispatched for a tractor with a front end loader to pick this monster up. We followed them to the skinning shed as I had already told the PH that I was interested in watching the skinner do his work and the entire process in general to get a trophy from kill to ready for the taxidermist.

Needless to say, day 4 is over by the time we get done at the skinning shed so we retire to lodge for some more drinks, grilled tenderloin while the chef prepares dinner.

Day 5 coming soon.

Nice beast. Congrats.