Today may be my last hunting day. I’m running out of funds
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We saw an excellent warthog yesterday, but I didn’t have my rifle (Murphy’s law #1). So I wanted to return today and try for a good warthog. We left leisurely and picked up a guide at Askari who knew some of the good areas for warthog. We crawled and bounced around for several hours repeating the wildlife sightings from the previous day.
A couple of flashes of warthogs got us out and on stalks. The first I would have easily taken if I hadn’t already seen the quality of warthogs available there. Johan of course said we could do better, so I was happy to move on. The second stalk on a much nicer one the bugger just vanished into thin air.
We bounced along a while and as I dosed, Johan slammed on the brake killing the motor and quietly saying get out. He grabbed the sticks and we moved forward to a large group of nervous Wildebeest, zebra and a couple of others. This valley full of game looked like you read stories of old Africa hunting! Exciting!
I finally saw several warthogs, but not the big one. Johan set the sticks and pushed my barrel in the right direction. All I could see was a tree with tusks protruding from behind it. It was like the hog thought we wouldn’t know he was there if he hid behind the tree!
Johan was telling me to wait, wait, then the hog darted from behind the tree to behind some Wildebeest! You think this warthog had done this before! Again Johan encourages me to be patient and wait, wait.
The wildebeests begin to separate with about a 4-5’ gap. If only the hog moves that direction and pauses. I set my sights on that area.
He’s moving...wait. He moves into my shooting lane slightly quartering. Time! BAM! The earth moves as suddenly ther are animals running every direction! Where’s my hog?
Johan after a few minutes finally discovers some blood. Tiny specks! I thought I hit the heart area, but must have pulled it some. My heart sank.
Several stressful minutes passed as we searched for more blood. Finally we could see where it started blowing out both sides, but still very small droplets. I started going over the shot picture in my mind again and again. We were in deep brush now. Johan looks back at me encouraging me that we will find it.
Seconds get longer and longer. Johan looks back at me again and says there. My heart leaps as I move forward to find my fine trophy lasered at 131 yards from the shot!
I have my fine warthog thanks to the incredible skill oh my PH! These guys are amazing!
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