Doug3006
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- Namibia (X2), Zambia, Zimbabwe, South Africa
We capped off day 3 looking for a Sable for me and a Nyala for Jeff. We drove the ranch roads and glassed the valleys. As we rounded a corner of forest, there was a herd of Sable resting, bedded by a lake. The bull was very nice. So we drove by at 300 yards pretending to be eco tourists. Once we were out of site, we stopped and loaded up. We approached using the dam as cover. The big one was still there, but standing now. We did a J hook to the right, came out onto the road atop the dam, and using trees as cover, side slipped left until we could see him. AJ whispered that he was about to run. Cover was just 3 steps away. I put the rifle on the sticks and the crosshairs were exactly on the point of his shoulder. I squeezed and he bolted at the shot. It was a no doubt lethal hit.
The finale to the best day I’ve had in Africa is this trophy Sable. The one trophy I have coveted above all others. The trophy I’ve dreamed of since I saw a picture of one in the school library.
Given the day we had, it’s probably worth saying that this was a large property. Our success surprised and tickled AJ and Toupah. It was just good luck.
Here‘s the Sable.
The finale to the best day I’ve had in Africa is this trophy Sable. The one trophy I have coveted above all others. The trophy I’ve dreamed of since I saw a picture of one in the school library.
Given the day we had, it’s probably worth saying that this was a large property. Our success surprised and tickled AJ and Toupah. It was just good luck.
Here‘s the Sable.
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