Day 12:
Up at 5AM, shower and breakfast. I carry the firearms to the truck. We head for the area of the hills close to where I shot the Leopard.
We park the truck and gear up. I have two solids in the .500 now. One of the trackers goes and cuts me a walking stick, I will need it with these steep hills going up and down.
We travel for a mile or so climbing to the top of the first ridge. Keith starts glassing.
He did see some movement. We have to go down this ridge, cross a ravine then go back up. On the way we see something interesting.
A poacher shelter, most likely to be used during the rainy season. There is a well used cutting log, multiple containers hanging from the ceiling. The parks ranger takes more pictures and Keith marks the GPS co-ordinates to pass on to the Parks department.
We do make it to the other ridge and see the elephants.
We spend 5.5 hours going ridge to ridge checking out a multitude of elephants nothing shootable. Head back to the car to get back to camp for lunch. I start doing jumping jacks saying let's work out, the guys laugh. This is what I look like after all that walking.
On the way to camp the guys see a Kudu bull. I grab the 9.3 and load up. We track it for a while and it disappears. However, from where we lost it we see about 40 elephants in the distance.
We decide to check them out after lunch when the wind would be in out favor. We get lunch and hang out for a little while.
We go to where the elephants were. Going ridge to ridge to get close enough to see tusks. Only one shootable cow. However, it is at the back of the herd and impossible to get to without spooking the others.
It is getting dark, we head back to camp for a well deserved shower and wine and dinner.
Hardest day so far.
28,968 steps, 9.7 miles, 89 floors of incline.
To be continued...