Ladies and Gentlemen,

Here is Alan's new company and cntact details.


Tanganyika Game (FP) Ltd.
P.O.Box 10959
Arusha
Tanzania

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Here are a few video clips to entertain you while I finish my hunt report.

And just a reminder, please right-click and save the clips to your computer. All videos are in 720P HD format.


Photos

Photo Collection 1

Photo Collection 2

Photo Collection 3 Birds

Photo Collection 4

Videos

Buffalo

Hippo

Fisheagle

Lookout

Sable

Kudu

Buffalo

Waterbuck

Lion At The Bait

Lion

2 Buffalo

An Earless Hippo Feeding On The Hills

Hippo

Wounded By Walter

Buffalo Charge

Rene, Our Tireless Host, Preparing Another Great Dinner

Walter Preparing A BBQ


Walter, Doing The Impossible, Killing A Buffalo With One Shot From A 375!

Nelson's Hartebeest

Nelson's Buffalo


Nelson's Imp[ala

Croc

Bushbuck


3 Buffalo, Including One That Did Not See Us, And Made Bee Line For Us

Warthog

Roy's Wildebeest


Roy's Hartebeest

Waterbuck

Roy's Impala


Hartebeest

Eland

Sleeping Lions


Wildebeest

Jambo Bwana, Farewell Party


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Ladies and Gentlemen,

We arrived at our new camp a couple of hours ago.

Alan came to pick us up from the airstrip, and Roy and Rene were waiting for us at the camp.

Walter wasted no time in complaining that food was not ready yet!!

We have had a great chicken curry, and each has gone to his tent.

I have already gotten my rifles out, and the ammo ready.

The plan is we get up at 5:30 tomorrow, check our rifles, and head out to hunt.

Time permitting, I will try to give you a report every day, hopefully with some photos as well.

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I have been asked to give some details of our hunt, so I thought the easiest way was to tie it up with our video of this year. What I mean is what I will describe is included in the video.

Alan has acquired TANGANYIKA GAME SAFARI OUTFITTERS. This is a company that has been in operation since 1983.

A little background on this concession. A friend of mine, Joska Majar, was hunting on it. He comes to Dubai quite frequently, and has on many occasions asked me to go hunt with him on this concession. I was hoping I will be able to that, but, sadly, Joska died as a result of being mauled by a lioness.

He had been mauled by a leopard twice, and survived without too much hassle.
But the lioness put him in hospital, and I understand he died of a heart attack while he was in the hospital.

Part I

We start off by making sure our rifles are sighted in properly. Of course, Walter has to throw a monkey wrench in the works, by throwing some fireworks at me. A piece goes into my right calf, creating a 1/2 inch hole. There was laughter as this happened. But, one can see that the working wheels in Walter's head are turning at breakneck speed. Because he just realized he will have to suffer for the three weeks we are in the bush!

It really is a comedy show, as suddenly Nilson looses a tooth! He was complaining of a loose tooth in the plane the day before. Today it has come off!

We part company. Alan, Roy and myself head off in one truck.

Walter, Dean, Nilson and Garry in another.

We found a herd of Nyasa wildebeest, with a good bull amongst them. We drove over the hill, and walked back to see if we could get a shot at him.

Nothing doing. They seem to have disappeared from the face of the earth.

Back to the truck, and drive along looking for whatever we might find.

We spot a sable bull, jump out of the truck, and shoot him.

We spend some time with him, as it took us quite a while to get the truck to where he was shot.

Another drive, and we see a few kudu down in the valley. They were about a k away, and one bull looked good enough to go after.

We had to make a long detour to get down into the valley, and quite a while watching them to be able to geta shot at the bull.

We managed to shoot him. And another hard recovery job was at hand. As the truck could not get down to where the kudu was shot. We skinned and cut him us, then walked back to the truck carrying him.

It was time to head back to camp, as the day was coming to an end.

We drove to a high point over looking the river, where one can see for literally miles on each side.

We saw plenty of waterbuck feeding, as well as a herd of buffalo far away. We also saw plenty of hippos in one of the deep pools.

We left and went driving again.

We saw a lone buffalo bull about half a mile away, across a rocky, dry river.

We stopped the truck and went after this bull. When we got to where he was, we found more tracks. They led us on a merry go round trip. At one stage we passed less than 50 yards from them. We did not see them. and they did not see or smell us! Evetually we startled them as we walked above them on a hillside. They all took off up the opposite hillside. I tried taking a shot at one of them, but the brush was too thick. We chased them for quite a while, I think we coverd about 10 kilometers, without seeing them again.

We headed back to the truck.

Went on a long walk in the hills, and as we came to the river, we saw a herd of impala and a herd of wildebeest. There was a good bull amongst the wildebeest, so we shot him.

Went walking to the river while our boys skinned and loaded the wildebeest. Saw a large pod of hippos, several of them had white spots. Saw 4 eland very far away, on the other side of the river. One looked a very big bull.

Drove to the lion bait, to add more meat to it, and build a blind.

As we left, we saw a buffalo bull walking on top of a hill about a mile away.
We drove ahead of him, and climbed that hill, and shot him.

Driving back to camp, we saw a nice waterbuck standing. I jumped out of the truck and shot him.

Early morning in the blind at the lion bait. 2 males feeding, but the older one has already fed, and layed very close to our blind. But, there was no clear way to shoot him.

We waited until they departed. After they had gone, we debated whether we should follow them, and decided against it. Because we did not want to scare them off.

A short distance after, we saw one lying under a bush.
After sometime, we managed to get a shot at him, after which he ran off. He went about 60 yards, and started growling. Alan said he was dying. WE waited until he has died, and went to get him Everyone was pleased with getting the lion.

Found an earless hippo walking high up in the hills! Far away from any water.

Went to our high lookout again. Saw plenty of the usdual suspects. Waterbuck and hippos feeding down in the river.

Drove to our croc bait.

We saw a poacher walking into the bush after collecting water. We were far away so he could not hear us. We stopped the truck. Roy and myself remained in the truck, while Alan, the game scout and the trackers went after him.

A little while later we heard some shots. W drove over to see what has happened. It transpired that they found the poachers camp, and the game scout fired in the air as they ran off. They left everything behind, including their shoes.

They had fishing nets, a spear and two axes, as well as some pots.

The game scout and trackers took whatever can be used, and burnt the rest.

The above video is 2hours and 8 minutes..

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We found a likely spot where a big croc might be, so we decided to put a bait there. And as luck would have it, there were plenty of hippos close by too.
All the hippos left the river as we got close to them. I think this what they normally do by the look of things. As we found so many of them asleep in the shade in the forest.
We shot a bull as he walked, and had quite a job dragging him back to the river to anchor as bait.
We had earlier asked our drive to drive to an area we had lunch not far from there, so we headed to them to have lunch.
Saw many sleeping hippos. We saw a very young eland alone. It was by the river, and several lions were keeping an eye on it. They were trying to come from different sides. But, he managed to escape. We saw a few small crocs, and one very large sunning himself very far away at the other bank of the river.
Driving along, we saw a large herd of buffalo run across our tracks.
Found the fresh tracks of some bulls, going up into the hills. We went after them. The climb was quite rocky. In fact, we were amazed how the buffalo can negotiate that path. We found fresh droppings, which assured us we were on the right track. When we got to the top, we saw two bulls walking about a kilometer away on another hill. We decided to go after these, despite the fact that we though the ones we were following were not far ahead of us.
Then we saw a herd feeding down in the valley.
We managed to shoot both bulls.
I stayed with them, while Roy and Alan went to look for anyway they can get the truck up. There wasn’t any. So we left the trackers and game scout to cut them up and went back to camp. The idea was to get the rest of the butchery crew to go and help, then bring all the meat back.
We had lunch at camp, and spent the rest of the afternoon taking photos by the camp. Took lots of photos, especially of marabou storks, Walter and Roy.
Two young warthog playing, and a francolin with a little chick.
I did my usual trick of hiding a cooked egg in the grass, and asked the game scout what bird laid it. This always gets a bit of a laugh from everyone, especially as I crack the egg and eat it.
We made our way to our croc bait, and just short of it, we saw two lions asleep. They were about 30 and 20 yards away. It was quite surprising how long we managed to stand there without them sensing our presence. Eventually they did, and decamped.
Found small crocs feeding on the hippo, nothing big enough to shoot.
Saw some eland cows as we walked to our usual lunch place.
I had one of my cartridges loaded with black salt. Which looks like black powder. Another trick that get quite a laugh from our trackers and game scout. They would not let me add it to their meat as they cooked it, but as they tasted it, they relented and I added it to their cooking. Apparently all sort of stories were told back at camp about this.
Drove back to camp, and saw a lone bull eland feeding a few hundred yards away. We got closer to him and shot him.
Had a long drive back to camp in the dark.
Went to look at our lion bait, nothing was there.
We saw two hartebeest, one of which had a broken horn, and shot him. Another addition to our Outer Circle.
Had to drive through some rough tracks. The trackers had a small can with elephant dung in it hanging from the back of the truck. The smoke keeps the tse tse flies off. We call it the turbo charger.
Drove over to the outlook. We saw a good waterbuck down in the river, and went down and shot him. Then went to the croc bait.
Saw so many hippos and smaller crocs.

This video is 2 hours and 8 minutes too.

I will add details of the next one as I do it.

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At our croc bait, surrounded by hippos. You might remember Fred, you will see how he is so undecided, whether to charge us or just leave us alone.
One can almost see the wheels turning in his head.
Quite a lot of footage of hippos doing what hippos do.

Left and went looking for somet hing else.We saw a herd of buffalo about a mile away feeding by the river.
We drove arouns and found an rea full of fossilized trees. One can clearly see the wood grain and knots in the trunks.

We had a bit of a walk to teh river, and found a waterbuck with a broken horn, so we decided to shoot him.
He dropped at the shot, then got up and ran off away from us. I fired another shot at him. We could hear teh shot connect, but he continued running, albight slowly.
He was heading to the other side of the river, which is in another concession. So I shot him again, dropping him in his tracks. We found that both my running shots were right in the target ring one finds on the waterbuck's behind.
We went to check our second croc bait. We were a few yards from there when we heard a lion growl!
We made a hasty retreat, and came from teh side to see what was going on. We saw a lioness with some grown cups
feeding on the hippo carcas. They ran off.

Sent and had lunch.

In the afternoon we drove along trying to see what we might find.
Late in the afternoon, we stopped on a hill, and Alan went to look over the edge to see what was there.
I saw something moving over a mile away, at the edge of the other side of the river.
It was a buffalo bull, then another, and another!
We sent the trackers to get Alan, as these three bulls were the same ones that gave us the run around the other day.
We ran off to get down the mountain andmeet the buffalo before they get into the trees on our side of the river.

Roy shot two, and I shot one. Quite a fun buffalo shoot.

We loaded one of them onto our truck, and left the other two to be collected the next day.

At our croc bait again. Marabou storks being chased by a hippo, and crocs having a feast.
Fred giving us a hard time again.
Just as dark was coming, a hyaena came to feed on the bait, and I shot him.

Trying to drive on a very rocky and slipery road.
Lunch in the bush.
Back witrh hippos again. And adding more bait for the crocs

Roy shot a heartebeest, and was given some stick for his shot.
We loaded the heartebeast up, and a short while later, we saw a kudu bull. I jumped out of the truck and shot him.
Roy did not have time to get the video camera going. So he gets more stick for this!

In the croc blind again. Birds and hippos abound.

We saw some young warthogs while driving and took a nice video of them.
We followed a herd of buffalo for a few miles, coming across the bones of three elephants shot by poachers.
Had to walk back to camp, as the truck was further from the camp.

Saw a herd of buffalo, but no shootable bull with them.

Went back to our croc bait, and found that our blind was lifted by a gusr of wind and thrown into the river the night before!
Lots mote footage of hippos.

Have a great time Saeed and Co! Leave a couple behind for seed!!!

Can't wait!

Thanks Saeed....

Dave

Sounds great. What block?

Let the games begin. . . .

Great! Saeed shoot a big cape buffalo for me!

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Good luck to you guys, hope you have a safe and fun trip!

This is going to be good,you are getting me warmed up for my upcoming hunt next month!!!

Good hunting, shoot straight, and stay safe.

Really looking forward to your reports!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Good luck and be safe.

Sweeeet!

Looking forward to it, Saeed!

Chicken?


Have a blast, Saeed and friends. I look forward to your reports.

I'll be reading along, enjoy your adventures!

It'll be interesting to see what you think of Alan's new Selous concession.

We all come from there.
The lucky get to go back to visit the ancestral home at least once.
The very lucky go every year.

Home, sweet home, Tanzania ...

Good luck and happy hunting. I'll be reading as often as possible.

Please make sure you do not give walter to much of a hard time. HE after all does cook some good meals.

All the best with the safari,Saeed.Look forward to enjoying the reports as they come.


Best-
Locksley,R

Sheikh Saeed,
This is the time of the year that I access the Website very often to get live feed from you. Good luck in your hanting, and we are waiting for the DVD's of your hunt. Thank you in-advance.

Aziz

Saeed

I am glad you had a safe trip. I wish you and your group a great time/hunt.
I will be looking forward to your updates.

James

Our camp is located on the Luwagu River.
We got up at 5 in the morning, had breakfast, and went to check the site of our rifles.
I was ready to shoot off the front of the truck, when suddenly I hear a very loud BANG from behind me, at the same time I felt a searing pain in my right calf! I jumped up, and looked at all the spectators behind me, then looked at my right calf. There was a quarter inch size hole smack in the middle of my calf, with blood coming out of it!
We all had to gather our wits, and see what had happened!
It transpired that Walter wanted to scare me - and he succeeded beyond his wildest dreams, at the same time scaring himself out of his own brains.

He brought one of those things that look like a small piece of dynamite the one that has a fuse one lights with a match, and throws away which goes off with a loud bang.

He apparently lit it, then threw it close to me as I was about to shoot. The thing went off, making a sizeable hole in the ground, at the same time propelling a small stone that went through my trouser leg, and into my calf!

It sounds a lot worse than it really was, but I had to make sure Walter spent the rest of day sulking! All he wanted was just to scare me.
He spent all day calling the camp asking if I was OK.
We all parted company after this and went our seperate ways to hunt.
Alan, Roy and myself went in one truck, Walter, Nelson, Gary and Dean went off in another truck.

Nelson is hunting, and Walter is proving the entertainment.

We had two false starts chasing Nyasaland wildebeests, but never managed to get a shot at one.
We saw lots of impala, wildebeest and waterbuck. Some warthogs, baboons and one striped back jackal.
About 11 we saw a sable bull, and shot him. We spent a few hours trying to get him to the truck, and in teh process missed our lunch. So we had our sandwiches - which we carry to have at 11. Instead we had themn at 1:30.

We got our sable loaded up, and decided to head back to camp.

We saw a herd of kudu about a kilometer away. We were on top of a ridge, about 200 feet high with s sheer drop.
There was a good bull there, and wew thought we will try to see if we can get close to get a shot.
We walked quite a long way on top of the ridge, to find a way down into the valley. A few hundred yards we found them. All we could see clearly was a cow. The rest of the herd were hidden in the bush. Alan could see part of the horns of the bull, but there was no we could have taken a shot. We stood there for about ten minutes, then the bull came in the clear, and I shot him.
Again, we had another major meat carrying operation, as the truck was about a K away, and we had to walk about twice that distance to get to it.
We had everything loaded just before sun down, and headed back to camp
When we got to camp we found that Nelson had shot an impala in the morning, then they went out again.
They arrived shortly after us, with the news that Nelson shot a buffalo.
So a buffalo, an impala, a sable and a kudu are already in the camp.
Walter is very worried my wound might be bad.
I might do something by the morning to make sure he stays worried.

Beautiful sable! That thing has some MASS to its horns. Keep the pictures coming!

Pete

That Kudu looks great.Poor Walter must be feeling terrible that he wounded you badly.


Best-
Locksley,R.

Vaughn, you hit the nail on the head... Let the games begin....

Mike

What a first day!

Wounded by shrapnel and then a sable & kudu!

Walter really is the master of disaster....

Dave

Great first day for you guys, I hope you keep Walter worried for the next few days, when you see him just start limping and moaning.

Post a picture of your wound daily Saeed, so all us medicos can give you a daily "wound check," and recommend therapy as needed to keep you from losing that leg!

Yep, you started this safari off with a bang-bang-bang!
First your leg, then a sable & kudu!

Home sweet home Tanzania!

There is nothing like a nice sable, really beautiful animals...

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one of those things that look like a small piece of dynamite the one that has a fuse one lights with a match, and throws away which goes off with a loud bang.

The word you are looking for here is "Firecracker"

congrats on the sable and kudu.

Love the live reports!

Grafton not a fiercracker but a quarterstick extremely loud and lots of power to propel shrapnel like a rock.

Saeed, I do hope all is well with the wound.

Mike

Great Sable.
I think you should start faking hallucinations for Walter's benefit. He is lucky you are so understanding considering when this incident occurred you had a loaded rifle in your hands!

Walter's "explosive device" sounds like what we always referred to growing up as an "M-80".

A sable and a kudu both - on your first day!

Those southern Luwegu and Mbarangandu blocks are terrific.

Amazing results! Please keep 'em coming.

Hope your wound heals up and doesn't cause you much pain. You guys are nuts with your practical jokes.

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Walter's "explosive device" sounds like what we always referred to growing up as an "M-80".

M-80's, cherry bombs, black cats, whisker biscuits, quarter sticks, half racks, jumping jacks, snap dragons, husker doos, husker don'ts...whatever they are keep em out of your carry on baggage.

Saeed, Did the fart machine make its appearance yet, or has that trick lost its magic?

Ladies and Gentlemen,

It is just after 10 in the evening, we have had our dinner, and everyone headed to his tent.

First of all Walter is being kept on his toes about my wound.

I am very lucky that I heal very quickly - but, we are keeping that secret away from him.

Anyway, early this morning we padded the wound up, made it look like my calf has expanded twice its size, and I started limping. Rene old him she spent a half hours washing it with warm water and soap, as it is getting infected!

Walter has two more of these fireworks, and Roy suggested I should use one on Walter in a not very flattering way - he even offered to help!

Walter is feeling VERY sorry, and we are making sure he remains in this state!

Back to today.

We left early as usual. The plan was to drive to the end of our concession, where there are some deep pools in the river. We wanted to see if we could shoot a hippo to use for croc bait.

And, as usually happens on safari, things do not work out as originally planned.

We saw a lone buffalo bull about half a mile away across a valley from us. We decided to try and shoot him.

We then found that there were 3 old dugaboys, which is perfect for what we wanted.

We had to cross a nasty corongo, where one can see no further than a few feet.

3 hours later, and about 10 ks covered in up and down through some really thick stuff, they managed to evade us.

At one point we passed them less than 50 yards from us at the bottom of a corongo. They took no notice of us, and we were unaware of their presence.

We then scared them, and they ran up a facing hillside. I thought I might be able to take a shot then. But, I could see them moving up the hill, but there was no way a shot could be taken.

We gave up on them and continued on our way to the hippo and croc.

Most of the river was dry, so we parked under the shade and had our lunch. We could see eland, impala, waterbuck, hippos and Nyasa wildebeest feeding by the river.

We had our lunch, and at 3 we decided to see if we could shoot a wildebeest.

We had an interesting stalk of about a kilometer. We managed to shoot a wilfdebeest bull. And while the boys were gutting it, we walked to the water's edge - aboujt another kilomerer away to see what we can find.

We found a large pod of hippos, which did not take kindly to us getting close to them. They all left the pool, ran into the forest, walked around trhe corner and went into another pool.

There was a half albino amongst them.

While waiting for our trackers to finish they job on the wildebeest, we could see 4 eland bulls about a mile away on the other side of the river. One of them was very large and dark. Sadly, they were on another concession.

The truck came by, and we head back to camp.

We got here just before 9.

Nelson and Walter have been out putting baits, and looking for a hartebeest.

They found what they described as a very large male lion feeding on one of our baits.

Our plan is to leave very early tomorrow, and go see that lion.

I will post more photos hopefully tomorrow.

take care of the leg.
continued sucess.
and safe travels...

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Originally posted by Grafton:
M-80's, cherry bombs, black cats, whisker biscuits, quarter sticks, half racks, jumping jacks, snap dragons, husker doos, husker don'ts....

That brought me to tears!!! Only a Joe Dirt fan would get it!!!!