23 October 2010, 02:46
FrostbitHow nervous were you?
quote:
Originally posted by D. Nelson:
I was not nervous at all on my first safari. Not the shooting, not the buffalo hunting, not the travel. It was definitely "ignorance is bliss".
Now I'm a nervous wreck until I get to camp with my rifle and gear intact! After that, I worry about finding my main quarry.
Last year's safari with Muchinga, when I took my buffalo on the first day, I was the most relaxed I've been since that first safari! No pressure on myself. (This year, though, I was back to worrying about all the details until my buffalo was down on day 8.)
Regards, D. Nelson
Hi D,
Exactly how I felt after the Croc the first day. I figured if I could nail that and not loose it everything else would be a piece of cake......until the Bushbuck.

23 October 2010, 02:56
D. Nelsonquote:
Originally posted by Frostbit:
....until the Bushbuck.
Yeh, but that bushbuck just kept growing!!!!!
Regards, D. Nelson
23 October 2010, 03:47
Frostbitquote:
Originally posted by D. Nelson:
quote:
Originally posted by Frostbit:
....until the Bushbuck.
Yeh, but that bushbuck just kept growing!!!!!
Regards, D. Nelson
Also had JATO Rockets strapped to it's sides.

23 October 2010, 10:26
jetdrvrquote:
Originally posted by shakari:
Andy,
Awfully good start old chap.
Our next step must be to get a few more of the buggers joining the team and then we'll also be able to start lessons in Cockney rhyming slang.
I love that. Had a Cockney driver in the UK who would run us up to Mildenhall from LHR and he always had Cockney tapes on the stereo. That's good stuff, even if I never really understood mor'n two words at a time...

24 October 2010, 00:51
adamhunterI'm still working on my hunting report from my first safari, but here is an excerpt from it. I honestly think that was as nervous as I have ever been was having the PH watching me sight in my rifle the first day:
Karl had the trackers set up a target for us to check our rifles. I sight all my rifles in at 100 yards for the simple reason that I seldom have a shot over that far back home. It took a few more shots than it should have to get my 7mm RM zeroed in at 200 yards as Karl wanted, because I accidentally turned my windage knob instead of the elevation knob. I’m sure Karl was thinking I had never handled a rifle before and I felt like a COMPLETE idiot.