Day 10:
Up at 5AM, and breakfast. During breakfast Keith mentions that a village near Mozambique border had seen a couple of dugga boys and we would go and check it out.
We head out. Prior to the village there is a curve at the road on the other side of the curve the trackers see many tracks heading the direction we came from. Keith makes a U turn and we go back around the curve. As we turn we see a herd of buffalo crossing the road a few hundred yards away.
Keith pulls the car to the side of the road and we get out. I gear up and load a couple of softs in the .500 NE. We get going. The trackers are following the buffalo. We go up and down some ridges and make our way ahead and upwind of them.
Keith sets up the sticks and shows me a hole in the jess. He says "they will be passing by here soon." We wait, it would be about a 40 yard shot if I take it. He says, "cow, cow, young bull, cow...". Nothing shootable passes.
We hustle, down a ridge and up a ridge and make our way ahead of them again. We get on an anthill, we can see down into the jess. Keith is glassing and he sets up the sticks and says "see that bull down there?" All I can see is from the neck to the start of the hind legs. I ask him, "Take it?". He says, "Yes, it is a good bull with a worn horn on one side." I point the red dot behind the shoulder and press the trigger. The .500 roars, I feel the barrels going up, muscle memory rolls with the shot. Keith says, "You hit him hard". The rest of the herd takes off passing 30 yards or so to our left. Then, they catch our scent and reverse direction passing from our left again. A few good bulls, if this was a 2 on 1 hunt the other person would have been able to take one as well. The herd was confused to where the shot came from.
Keith tells me to put a soft in left barrel and a solid in the right. We wait a bit, good news is we did not see any bulls in distress as they were passing back and forth. Head tracker tells us that he heard a death bellow, but Keith did not hear it from all the noise the herd was making.
We make our way down the ridge, it was a 53 yard shot (ranged it with the range finder afterwards). We find the bull 20 yards from where I shot it. Keith says it was a double lung shot. Will be interesting to see after we skin it and cut it up. Congratulations all around.
We are a mile and a half from the road as the crow flies. No way for the car to make it to the buffalo due to the rocky terrain at some spots and couple of ravines in between.
We all go to the car. Find an elephant trail on the way there. Once at the car the guys start making a path for the car. We go about 600 yards before we have to stop at the first ravine. From now on it is on foot. I grab my other camera, and the guys their skinning knives as well as water etc.. It will be a chore.
We take pictures.
After the pictures the guys start skinning. The bullet is under the skin on the other side of the bull. After skinning the guys cut the buffalo up. The 4 legs will go to the parks. The guys take the 4 legs and the head to the car and then they will need to come back for the rest of the meat.
After they come back they start getting the meat, the backstraps and the filet is for the camp cook. Most of the meat will go to the trackers and ribs we will leave behind for the Park's people to grab later.
Everything gets used the game scout makes a coat out of the stomach to make it easier to carry.
Two of the trackers will put the meat on a stick and carry it that way.
We make it back to the car, lots of walking today, but worth it. Head to the skinning shed to drop off the head, cape and the backskin. The guys start chopping up their meat in to thin strips to hang and dry.
Shower, wine with snacks and dinner. Buffalo in the salt tomorrow the hunt goes on.
19,445 steps, 7 miles and 51 floors of incline.