Well boys and girls, I finally got my card reader working to upload a few pics from Africa.
If you try to view Africa through North American eyes, you may well end up very confused. The cultures, lifestyles, people and animals, have very little in common with North America.
Africa is one of the most scenic and beautiful places I’ve been. The people I spent time with were without a doubt if not the friendliest certainly tied for that position. They shared their homes with us, introduced us to their families [often as some kind of oddity, “Crazy Yanks”] and made us feel very welcome in a very foreign country.
Our first hunt was for big game. We saw tons of game and the usual suspects for African wildlife as well as a few not so commonly seen. We saw an Aardvark hunting termites at high noon. Apparently no one told him he was a nocturnal beastie.
Of course there were monkeys and baboons and lions and elephants and giraffes and rhinos and well you get the idea.
I also found out early on that jackal and lynx are vermin and killed on sight. The killing takes place at night only, as the jackal is far too crafty to be fooled by an artificial call during the day, He is at least a hundred times smarter than even the eastern coyote of north America, as evidenced by this photo.Apparently the 270 reached him before the news about being crafty.
The hunting methods for big game are nothing short of brutal. If you look closely, you will notice there is no cooler with chilled beverages. Brutal I tell ya!!!
The tracker is very important as you can see. If not for him , I fear the bench would tip dangerously on my end.
This is the view from our stand. As you can see danger lurks everywhere on the dark continent.
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As important as the tracker is to the operation, I doubt he is more important than the dedicated hunting dogs. Ever watchful, ever alert, ready to spring to action at the first sign of danger. The hunt would not be the same without them……..snoring and farting.
Here’s a pic of a Gemsbuck. They are nothing short of beautiful.
And an old blue Eland bull. The size of a moose, but definitely better looking. He's the one in the foreground .
If you try to view Africa through North American eyes, you may well end up very confused. The cultures, lifestyles, people and animals, have very little in common with North America.
Africa is one of the most scenic and beautiful places I’ve been. The people I spent time with were without a doubt if not the friendliest certainly tied for that position. They shared their homes with us, introduced us to their families [often as some kind of oddity, “Crazy Yanks”] and made us feel very welcome in a very foreign country.
Our first hunt was for big game. We saw tons of game and the usual suspects for African wildlife as well as a few not so commonly seen. We saw an Aardvark hunting termites at high noon. Apparently no one told him he was a nocturnal beastie.
Of course there were monkeys and baboons and lions and elephants and giraffes and rhinos and well you get the idea.
I also found out early on that jackal and lynx are vermin and killed on sight. The killing takes place at night only, as the jackal is far too crafty to be fooled by an artificial call during the day, He is at least a hundred times smarter than even the eastern coyote of north America, as evidenced by this photo.Apparently the 270 reached him before the news about being crafty.
The hunting methods for big game are nothing short of brutal. If you look closely, you will notice there is no cooler with chilled beverages. Brutal I tell ya!!!
The tracker is very important as you can see. If not for him , I fear the bench would tip dangerously on my end.
This is the view from our stand. As you can see danger lurks everywhere on the dark continent.
As important as the tracker is to the operation, I doubt he is more important than the dedicated hunting dogs. Ever watchful, ever alert, ready to spring to action at the first sign of danger. The hunt would not be the same without them……..snoring and farting.
Here’s a pic of a Gemsbuck. They are nothing short of beautiful.
And an old blue Eland bull. The size of a moose, but definitely better looking. He's the one in the foreground .
but he really wasn't the Morgan Freeman type or the Morgan Fairchild for that matter either!!!!
