Well after a very rainy day on Monday, we headed to Pamaenons Lodge some 25-30 miles south of Botswana. About a 2 1/2 hr drive through some lovely countryside. Another beautiful concession containing buffalo and lion! This was a party hunt, ie, me, Johan, Pieter, Rindy (Pieter’s lovely fiancé), Blaine (manager of the place), and a helper.
After getting the permit, we headed to the first pond. Apparently there are several ponds with crocodiles that move around between them. Pieter, Blaine and Johan eased up the dam. Bingo! A fine croc was out sunning on the opposite bank about 90 yards away! They dropped back down and helped me up the muddy bank to a good shooting spot. Now the pressure is on! I look through the scope and the croc isn’t pointed away, but instead very close and pointed directly at the water! Not what I was hoping for! Ugh...I start to worry about everything I’ve read. Too late now! Time to prove my self control and practiced skill!
Crank the scope to 12x. Johan reassures me just where to hit it. Crosshairs aligned and trigger squeeze initiated. Longest trigger squeeze I think I’ve ever done...BANG! Johan quietly says, just as we discussed, shoot again in the front legs. Shoot again in the back legs. Slammed a fourth round into the chamber and peered through the scope. The fine croc hadn’t moved an inch since the first shot in the neck.
As we walked around the pond, a second croc slid into the lake. Now I’m calming down as we approach my prize I have wanted for a long time. For the next few minutes we are very cautious to get too close to the croc. Like others learned the hard way, “it’s the dead ones that kill you!”
My sable and croc hunt goal is completed. Time to see what else Africa offers.