22 September 2011 (Thursday afternoon).
We decided on short notice to arrange the last bow hunting trip for the year and a pre-season plains game hunt was always on the cards.
The Dirker Legends arranged the weekend in a flash and as always a top African hunting safari was planed.
It is with great regret that the new Dad, Martin, could not experience the thrill of the hunt and the wonderful times our friends shared on Tekamadabos.
Pasch, Cobus and Johan were the first men on the farm just outside Dwaalboom in Limpopo and all the facilities were set up, while Luan and Caz arrived at half past six – just in time to see the sun set and to catch up with a drink in hand.
Day one yielded no success, but we had courage for the next day as we saw many game.
We had many important issues to address but most importantly, talked about the next day’s activities.Late night and the evening started taking its toll. Two of the Daggas slept next to the fire, absorbing all mother nature has to offer. It was an evening spent laughing and joking amongst friends that got to abrupt end once we realized it was half past three.
23 September 2011 (05:00)
Things started slowly and at six o’clock, the last bow hunting safari for the year was in full swing. The number of hides active on the game farm was limited, so Caz and Cobus sat in “Skewepan” and Pasch and Johan in the “Broodblik”. After a quiet morning we met back at camp. “Skewepan”, no luck, “Broodblik”, beautiful animals only to be shot at with the trusted Nikon D550.
With an air of expectation hanging over the afternoon session some arrows was sure to fly. Cobus made his way to Dwaalboom to replenish our stocks that was seriously low after the memorable first night while the others waited patiently for their quarries in the hides.
Caz and Luan were breathing heavily, fighting off the heat when the action started. A young impala ram was harvested after presenting the perfect broadside shot at 20 meters. His Bowtech Assassin was true to its name and hit the target in a blink of an eye. Luan was on his trail and the hunters prize was recovered less than 60m from the hide-very exciting. The action barely passed and pictures taken when a call from Johan came thru. It was even better news!
A fair sized impala ram came in for a drink at his pit blind. The ram snare jumped and went down on the spot. A great tactic in the harsh heat of the African sun. What a good day at the office.
The men were excited, we loaded the two impala and returned for the rest of the afternoon session. Johan saw a giant Warthog – it must have been enormous for Johan to spot it with his vision. Cobus had a semi-excited feeling when three majestic kudu bulls came for a drink under his elevated hide. They did however not offer the opportunity for a shot. We had to return to camp after a fairly quiet afternoon.
The night was fairly quiet and the men were exhausted. On the menu was wildebeest fillets, courtesy of Cobus. It, along with the freshly baked “potbrood” from the Dirker-duo was welcomed by the tiered bow hunters.
We thought the night was over, but there was unfinished business … how far can you shoot an arrow? And so the debate begins. The distances varied from 500m to 1.8 km, or was it 2.3 km?
A short ride, three wonderful shots, a few sips of fluid and the myth was confirmed at + / – 400m. With that concluded the men hit the sack.
24 September 2011 (06:00)
There we go with Cobus in the “Broodblik” and Pasch and Johan at ‘Skewepan”. Armed with his 270, Luan and Caz went in pursue of Johan’s giant pig without any luck.
It was a short session and once again there was very little action in the morning, only a few young animals. We returned to camp for a good breakfast consisting of liver and leftovers from the previous night.
Caz, Luan and Cobus had an exciting start in the “Broodblik”, taking a pig with a hint of teeth. Good camera work ensured an easy follow-up. Finally the action picked up. Cobus wasting no time in releasing his Pile driver tipped with a T3. Luan and I were a bit slow with the camera but Cobus was focused and delivered the deathblow.
We’ve found good blood and were fast on the trail, although the bush was very dense, we soon arrived at yet another pig.
Meanwhile, Pasch and Johan were on a secret kudu mission. One of Johan’s dreams is to harvest a kudu bull with his beloved Bowtech Invasion. When a large herd of Kudu came in, he knew that this is the day a childhood dream could realize. Pasch was on the camera and Johan was “on a roll”. He wasted no time and a well placed shot passed straight threw the grey ghost. With all the Kudu around, the follow up was pretty tricky and they called on the rest of us for help.
Johan and Pasch were hot on his trail and with some good tracking the Kudu was recovered. We found him 30 meters across the road to the right of “Skewepan”. Johan was glowing! His long awaited grey ghost was lying by his feet. The honor and dignity with which he treated his fallen adversary, made me realize why we all loved the African bush so much. We took wonderful photos for the trophy cabinet, loaded the beast and moved back into our position of ambush.
The afternoon was quiet at Pasch and Johan. In the “Broodblik”, we had a great Oprah Winfrey moment and solved the world, our own, and our wife’s problems.
We left the veld just after sunset and speculated about the pot, pan and possible tots. We decided the pot will remain at the camp and we will make few tots in the pan .That night we reflected back on a wonderful day… with a rough finish.
25 September 2011 (Sunday)
Pasch and Johan left with the meat about an hour before the other guys departed. It was short and wonderful “trip”, with good company, a very successful bow hunt on a very special game farm in a corner of Africa.