The next two days are a time that I would just as soon have erased from my memory. I cannot tell the sory and leave this out though and so here it is.
Monday June 29th
4:30pm finds us back at Inguna in a brush blind looking for an Nyala. By 5:00pm we see the first bull. He works his way in and Dannie gives me the green light. He positions at 13yds and draw and take the shot. Oh,no, The arrow hits him about 5" below the top of his back. Here is a pic a little before the shot:
I knew as he ran off that there was little chance of a recovery and I was really sick about this one. I did put the video on the TV when we got back to the lodge and it appears that my arrow might have hit something in the brush blind. That dose'nt really make the feeling any better though.
Tuesday June 30th
This is my last day to hunt and we head off bright and early back to Pit Blind #1 in hopes of one more chance for a Wildebeest. At 6:40am a nice Steenbok ram cam in but he would not get close enough for a shot before he left. Nothing else till about 11:00am when the Wildebeests come in. Some of them are eating the orange peels while others are drinking water. I pick one out at 20yds and proceed to miss low. The all spook but then turn around and come back in. This time I get one in the right position at 20yds again. I draw and shoot. Another terrible shot high in the back. This is a wide open shot with nothing to blame it on but myself. Here are a couple pics. The first is just before the shot and the second is on impact:
Again, I knew this was going to be an unrecovered animal. I was really feeling down. The tracker came out and we searched for several hours to see if we could find him or the group with him in it but to no avail.
We gor back in the hide at about 3:30pm. We saw a few Duiker and Stenbok ewes and a small Impala ram. At about 5:50pm 3 warthogs came in. Dannie tapped me on the shoulder and asked if I wanted to shoot the boar. I initially said no. He then leaned over and said that since I did not get a chance at a Gemsbok that he would not charge me for the extra warthog. I said OK then. At 5:59 in the last minutes of the last day of my hunt I took my 3rd warthog. We could not find him in the dark and decided to take up the track in the morning. Here is a couple pics; one just before the shot and one on impact:
Wednesday July 1st
We wer up at daylight to try to locate my warthog from last night. Myself, Dannie, Joseph, and Reggies began looking and got on a blood trail. It kept going and going. A little after 7:30am Dannie said we had to leave to begin our trip back to the airport. I did not want to leave. About an hour into our drive to Johannesberg we got a call that they had recovered my warthog from last night. I was relieved and happy to hear that news. I am still awaiting some pics of him from Dannie.
This was the most fantastic hunting trip I have ever taken part in and I will be back to Africa (If for no other reason than I have a score to settle with those wildebeests HAHA). I had a great time and my PH worked his butt off to get me on the animals.
I hope everyone gets to experience this at sometime in their life. It is truely amazing!
See y'all later,
Bisch
P.S. - I used the following bows on this hunt:
Bob Sarrels Bluridge TD longbow 50#@28" took the Impala, Kudu, 1 warthog, and the Guinnea Fowl.
Bob Sarrels Bobbcatt TD recurve 50#@28" took 1 warthog.
Arvin Weaver Osage Selfbow "Rule Breaker" took 1 warthog