dvdegeorge
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We arrived at Thuru Lodge around 1 PM and after a warm greeting by the staff,we where shown to our suite to get settled. We had lunch and went to the range to check zero of my rifle(Cooper.338-06 shooting 185 gr TTSX)Debbie shot my Ph Jacques' 7 mm REM mag that had a suppresor.She originally had thought about taking a wart hog.
From there Jacques asked if we would like to get started and he was met by a "hell ya"
We got our gear together anded headed out on the cruiser. We saw a very nice white Blesbuck but I declined and then found a group of Red Hartebeest. I still wasn't ready to shoot one just yet, which proved a mistake because when I did want to hunt them I only saw a single one not worth shooting.
On we went and we then saw Kudu so we started a stalk,along the stalk we lost sight of Kudu but found a heard of Blue Wildebeest. After stalking to with in range 3 times I finally had an opportunity. Jacques set the sticks and gave me the range 269 yd's(so I thought) I shot and the heard bolted. Jacques watched and said he thought he saw the animal go down. Great! Not so fast we got to the spot to find no wildebeest. My tracker Yannie arrived and we searched for blood but found none. Jannie found the spot in the red sand where one had stumbled. We searched further and followed the tracked and I found some blood on some grass. I was not happy right about now but they assured me we would find it if it was hit well. Jacques told me it wouldn't keep up with the heard and would be by itself. I scanned out into the veld and said "hey there's one about 300 yd's under that tree all alone.They both got excited and said "that's him !" We stalked up to 200 yd's and he was facing me laying down with his head up. Jacques put up the sticks and said put it right on his chest. I squeezed and he jumped up I worked the bolt and hit him again and he went down for the count! By now it was getting dark but we were able to get some photo's any way.The 1st shot was just low hitting high on the upper leg .Latter that night as I lay in bed replaying the events of the hunt I had an epiphany. The next morning at breakfast I asked Jacques are you giving me range in yards or meters? He said meter.Well that explained everything .I said I brought my own range finder that measures in yards and we should use it, he said no need his could read in yards or meters so it flipped the switch and now we were both on the same page.The skinner recovered a perfectly mushroomed bullet from my frontal shot(I would go on to catch 2 more )
From there Jacques asked if we would like to get started and he was met by a "hell ya"
We got our gear together anded headed out on the cruiser. We saw a very nice white Blesbuck but I declined and then found a group of Red Hartebeest. I still wasn't ready to shoot one just yet, which proved a mistake because when I did want to hunt them I only saw a single one not worth shooting.
On we went and we then saw Kudu so we started a stalk,along the stalk we lost sight of Kudu but found a heard of Blue Wildebeest. After stalking to with in range 3 times I finally had an opportunity. Jacques set the sticks and gave me the range 269 yd's(so I thought) I shot and the heard bolted. Jacques watched and said he thought he saw the animal go down. Great! Not so fast we got to the spot to find no wildebeest. My tracker Yannie arrived and we searched for blood but found none. Jannie found the spot in the red sand where one had stumbled. We searched further and followed the tracked and I found some blood on some grass. I was not happy right about now but they assured me we would find it if it was hit well. Jacques told me it wouldn't keep up with the heard and would be by itself. I scanned out into the veld and said "hey there's one about 300 yd's under that tree all alone.They both got excited and said "that's him !" We stalked up to 200 yd's and he was facing me laying down with his head up. Jacques put up the sticks and said put it right on his chest. I squeezed and he jumped up I worked the bolt and hit him again and he went down for the count! By now it was getting dark but we were able to get some photo's any way.The 1st shot was just low hitting high on the upper leg .Latter that night as I lay in bed replaying the events of the hunt I had an epiphany. The next morning at breakfast I asked Jacques are you giving me range in yards or meters? He said meter.Well that explained everything .I said I brought my own range finder that measures in yards and we should use it, he said no need his could read in yards or meters so it flipped the switch and now we were both on the same page.The skinner recovered a perfectly mushroomed bullet from my frontal shot(I would go on to catch 2 more )
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