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My son Ryan and I returned last week from our first safari in KZN. What an experience! It was the most fantastic hunting experience I have ever had and unlike anything you can do here in North America (you guys already knew that). We took 10 animals, ate like kings and were treated to fantastic hospitality
Saw this guy on the drive into the reserve.
Rustic accommodations! They had extra space, so Ryan and I each had our own rooms.
Henk picked us up at 7:30 am Monday in Richard's Bay. 2 hour drive to the lodge, then showers, lunch and check the rifles at the range. After a short nap, we climbed on the bakkie and out for an afternoon hunt! About 4 pm, we spotted a really nice Kudu bull with several cows. A short stalk and Elias, our tracker, had the sticks down. Unfortunately, I was jet lagged, excited and jacked up on testosterone and adrenaline. I shot him too far back, which I knew immediately. We tracked him until dark, then picked it back up at first light the next morning. Finally lost the trail completely mid-day. I felt terrible about it, but it happens and I had to shake it off.
Henk and Elias on the trail of my kudu.
On the drive back to the lodge for lunch, we spotted a really nice wildebeest bull. It was Ryan's turn on the sticks. He made the stalk with Henk and Elias and made a perfect shot at 60 yards.
More to come.....
Saw this guy on the drive into the reserve.
Rustic accommodations! They had extra space, so Ryan and I each had our own rooms.
Henk picked us up at 7:30 am Monday in Richard's Bay. 2 hour drive to the lodge, then showers, lunch and check the rifles at the range. After a short nap, we climbed on the bakkie and out for an afternoon hunt! About 4 pm, we spotted a really nice Kudu bull with several cows. A short stalk and Elias, our tracker, had the sticks down. Unfortunately, I was jet lagged, excited and jacked up on testosterone and adrenaline. I shot him too far back, which I knew immediately. We tracked him until dark, then picked it back up at first light the next morning. Finally lost the trail completely mid-day. I felt terrible about it, but it happens and I had to shake it off.
Henk and Elias on the trail of my kudu.
On the drive back to the lodge for lunch, we spotted a really nice wildebeest bull. It was Ryan's turn on the sticks. He made the stalk with Henk and Elias and made a perfect shot at 60 yards.
More to come.....