quote:Originally posted by Neil-PH:
RIP Con.........started my PH career with Con in Chewore South, back in the 80's.
An accident prone guy, but someone who lived for his job.
quote:Originally posted by shootaway:quote:Originally posted by Neil-PH:
RIP Con.........started my PH career with Con in Chewore South, back in the 80's.
An accident prone guy, but someone who lived for his job.
It must have been something being the first to hunt Chewore South back in the day.I read about you being the first to hunt there in the 100th or latest issue of African Outfitter magazine.
quote:Originally posted by Neil-PH:quote:Originally posted by shootaway:quote:Originally posted by Neil-PH:
RIP Con.........started my PH career with Con in Chewore South, back in the 80's.
An accident prone guy, but someone who lived for his job.
It must have been something being the first to hunt Chewore South back in the day.I read about you being the first to hunt there in the 100th or latest issue of African Outfitter magazine.
Drove in to Chewore and arrived at the confluence of the Angwa and Maura rivers to build a camp, which was a few hundred meters from the National Parks camp. Recall throwing a mattress on the deck that night, and hardly slept with the sound of lions creeping ever closer. We had a female leopard resident in and around the camp, and it became her ritual to walk in and out of our very rustic PH sleeping quarters, made up of a roof and 4 foot high timber walls with no doors or windows. What a magical place; wild and true.
Con is no doubt looking down on Chewore with fond memories.
quote:Originally posted by Neil-PH:quote:Originally posted by shootaway:quote:Originally posted by Neil-PH:
RIP Con.........started my PH career with Con in Chewore South, back in the 80's.
An accident prone guy, but someone who lived for his job.
It must have been something being the first to hunt Chewore South back in the day.I read about you being the first to hunt there in the 100th or latest issue of African Outfitter magazine.
Drove in to Chewore and arrived at the confluence of the Angwa and Maura rivers to build a camp, which was a few hundred meters from the National Parks camp. Recall throwing a mattress on the deck that night, and hardly slept with the sound of lions creeping ever closer. We had a female leopard resident in and around the camp, and it became her ritual to walk in and out of our very rustic PH sleeping quarters, made up of a roof and 4 foot high timber walls with no doors or windows. What a magical place; wild and true.
Con is no doubt looking down on Chewore with fond memories.