I'd like to share this hunt we recently did with Scott and his son, Jock from New South Wales Australia. Scott contacted me in April last year about a hunt he'd been dreaming of for several years. Scott had hunted Africa on 4 previous occasions, twice in the Eastern Cape with additional safaris in Limpopo and Zimbabwe. I knew this was going to be an extremely complex hunt to put together, nothing like we've ever done before. Scott's wish list consisted of animals he hadn't hunted on previous safaris, many complex and rare species that are logistically challenging to hunt together in a single safari with the permitting issues that go along with hunting some of the species. Not to mention actually hunting the animal. We talked for some months about it and our plan became clearer with time. I offered to fly Scott into the different areas we intended on hunting while I would drive to ensure we had wheels and our rifles and gear wherever we needed them. His answer was "if you drive, we drive, I like to see the countryside anyway". Just my kind of guy. It was the start of a relationship which developed over the course of 22 days, 7500 km, many fine days and nights hunting South Africa.

For rifles, Scott chose to bring a Blaser set up with detachable scopes for each rifle barrel. He brought a 375 HH, 7 mm Remington Magnum and 243 barrels for the Blaser and then also a separate Blaser .17 Hornet rifle. For night hunting over blinds, he brought a Hik Mikro thermal riflescope that could act as a handheld monocular. I was amazed all this gear could fit into a single rifle case! Jock, Scott's 22 year old son and cameraman for the trip brought some sophisticated filming gear and a world class sense of humour. Given the amount of gear we had to haul around South Africa, I wanted to travel light so I packed my 375 Ruger with extra 375 HH, 7mm and 243 rounds for Scott. The amount of ammo he could bring for each rifle was limited. Crucially I reloaded some 243 Impala solids that work well on minimizing damage on some of the small game we hunted. I packed in my AGM thermal monocular for night hunting over blinds / bait.

Scott's initial wish list consisted of - croc, buffalo, brown hyena, spotted hyena, aardwolf, small and large spotted genet, red duiker, civet, giraffe, golden wildebeest, kings and copper springbok, bat eared fox, Limpopo bushbuck, cape grysbuck, porcupine, cape mountain zebra, burchells zebra for Jock, roan antelope, African wildcat, black impala and hippo. He was keen on another extremely rare nocturnal species which I'll mention later in the report. If time allowed, he was also determined to improve on the 7.5" Vaal Rhebuck he hunted with another outfit in the Eastern Cape.

A safari of this length and magnitude would no doubt throw us some curveballs along the way but in Scott, I knew I had a client and later a friend that would take any setbacks or disappointments in his stride, wake up the next morning and enjoy the next day as much as he did the first. Initially the 22 day safari would have us meet in Johannesburg, travel to Bela Bela in Limpopo, up to Louis Trichardt and then to the SA/Botswana border, drive 16 hours to Hluluwe in KZN, drive down to one of our main areas in Graaff Reinet (14 hour drive) and then end the safari at Karoo Wild Safaris near Kleinpoort. I started the hunt as the sole PH, Jason flew up to assist us once he'd completed a hunt for us in the Eastern Cape. I loved planning the hunt, now it was time to live it!

To be continued (soon)

Ok... Victor nice start.

And now for part #2.

Apologies gentlemen, had to take a writing break to guide a safari. Incoming...

Met Scott and Jock at City Lodge restaurant for dinner and drinks, early to bed and drove 3 hours to Bela Bela area where we were to hunt for the next 5 days. Had a range session to check the rifles. No major issues and we were all set. Checked in with the local PH / farm manager who was just finishing a hunt and was going off to Zambia for another hunt. He'd been baiting for us for the past week and gave us a list of what he'd recorded at each bait site

Berg huis - honey badger, bushpig, brown hyena (skelm)
Dry dam - civet, 2 x brown hyena
Cattle Farm - brown hyena, bushpig

Skelm means sly, a hyena with papers (ie a college degree in being hunted)

We had hyena coming into all the bait sites and decided to check the berghuis and dam sites before deciding on a plan for the evening. We re-baited berghuis bait site but decided to dedicate our evening to the dam site. Hit the blind at 5pm with the 7mm with thermal scope. Got dark around 6pm and we switched to thermal mode. At about 9pm a mongoose type creature emerged from directly below the blind and fed on the bait. With my thermal on red hot and later white hot it was difficult to be certain it was a civet. We debated for a few minutes whether we should rather wait for brown hyena. The debate ended, "boom"! Jock and I could watch Scott's shot through the thermal scope on an iPhone. Scott's shot was dead centre to minimize damage from the 140 grain Nosler Accubond. Moved down to the blind to find a big civet. Civet was high on Scott's list and we felt our decision was justified. Plenty of time to hunt brown hyena and decided to call it a night



Up at 5am to hunt buffalo. We started taking tracks where we'd spotted buffalo from the blind the previous evening but they'd moved off some ways into thicker bush. The bush was dense and impenetrable in areas. We drove the roads, following buffalo spoor on foot at times. came across several brown hyena tracks on these short tracking hikes. On one such hike along the riverbed we saw fresh leopard tracks from the previous night. We were returning to the truck when we bumped 5 buffalo in a small open area. They snorted and moved into thick bush 50 yards ahead of us. We moved slowly on their spoor hoping to get onto them. We did, but the bush was too thick to get a comfortable shot before they'd break and move away from us.

Later that day we got onto a dark giraffe bull Scott was looking for. He was in open country and it seemed like a perfect opportunity to shoot a giraffe bull where the retrieval would be easier. Scott's head shot from his 375 was perfectly placed and the bull dropped. We called in support ad the cavalry arrived to skin, quarter and load the bull. We dragged some guts along several roads leading to berghuis blind site and tied the guts to the remaining bait, 70 yards from the blind. We returned to the blind at 6pm and sat there until 10:30pm. A large family of bushpig tucked into the bait and fed for several hours. On the mountain slope behind us we could hear a large herd of wildebeest coming into the open areas to feed.



Hunted buffalo the next morning. Bumped a few and followed their tracks but with 20 yard visibilty in places it was tough hunting. We got extremely close at times and was wishing I'd brought my 416 Rigby with open sights. Quit at around 11am and returned to camp. Spotted a magnificent black impala ram on the way back and decided to take him.



Checked all the bait site cameras and we had 3 brown hyena coming into the dam from 11:30 to 2 pm. The vultures had devoured the bait so we re-baited and did a drag of guts from several directions to the bait site. We felt confident tonight was a brown hyena night and decided to hit the blind after dinner at 9pm. We decided to do some lamping before sitting in the blind. We'd barely driven 15 minutes when I picked up the eyes of a brown hyena in the road ahead. I whispered to Scott to get ready and the hyena turned and ambled down the road. The driver stopped, the hyena stopped briefly quartering away from us. Scott's shot missed and the chase was on. Remarkably the hyena didn't seem keen on leaving the road for the grass cover on each side and kept ambling down the road, stopping briefly each time to check up on us behind him. The difficult part was stopping the truck at the same time as the hyena would stop. Several shots later we were in a real shit-show and the hyena was still sticking to his plan of outrunning our 2.4 litre Toyota Hilux. Scott was in a state at this stage, the Toyota was revving higher and hitting the drainage bumps at high speed, the hyena had upped his sprinting performance. Our luck was about to run out and he surely had to realize that all he had to do to escape the Hilux was take two steps into the waist high grass on either side of the road. I told Scott "pull yourself together and make this last shot count" and shouted to the driver to stop. The hyena was at full sprint when Scott placed his last bullet up his anus. The hyena crumbled and our 7 shot, 10 minute show was finally over. Relieved! A magnificent hyena male and a full night's sleep ahead.



Set up for croc the next morning, hoping to see one emerge and sun himself on the bank at around midday. First a snout appeared in the water on the far bank. A minute later, a 12 ft croc was half out the water, lying on the bank. Scott had to take a few minutes to steady himself. 120 yards away it doesn't seem like a difficult shot but the margin for error on a croc is small. The shot hit the water an inch befoe the croc and sent a spray of water over him. Rather too elegantly the croc submerged and was gone. We replayed Jock's footage and remarkably the bullet bounced up at a sharp angle after hitting the water, travelled over the croc's head and sent a cloud of dust flying out of the bank behind the croc. A missed shot. Checked Scott's rifle and the scope mounts were loose. Back to the range, rifle shooting 7 inches low at 100 yards. Tightened mounts and set the rifle in. We hunted croc that afternoon but no luck. Ducks and geese on water's edge alert the crocs to our presence. Early morning set up is a better option than stalking in.

Awake at first light and walked the waters edge to find a spot where big croc's may like to come out the water. Found a good drag mark and set up 100 yards away. Convinced Scott to use my rifle. Still a question mark hanging over the mounts on his rifle and don't want to blow another opportunity. At 9:30am a croc moved slowly out the water close to where we found the drag mark. This time Scott's shot was true and he'd got himself a 12 ft croc.

I fetched Jason from Johannesburg airport to assist us with the hunt. J's first words to Scott and Jock were "your holiday is over cupcakes, I'm here to break you". He was right, there were times in the next 15 days we were all inidividually or collectively broken. The South African / Australian banter and sense of humour had kicked into overdrive and the although the hunting was serious, there wasn't a serious moment throughout the next 15 days. Scott jokingly commented "I can't believe I'm paying you two this much money to abuse me!". He could however give it just as good as he could take it. A class act this Aussie. 

We moved camp further north where the thick vegetation gave way to a drier bush, lined with ancient Baobab trees. Camp was 30km from Louis Trichardt which was to be our home base for the next week. Our spotted hyena permit in KZN hadn't been processed by nature conservation but we were able to secure a permit in a concession we hunt along the Limpopo River. The 30,000 acre property shares an unfenced, Limpopo River border with a wild part of Botswana. Lion, elephant and more importantly spotted hyena routinely cross the river and take up residence on the South African side. Gerrit, the landowner, warned us that there were currently a pride of lion traversing  the property. A previous attempt to call in hyena had almost ended in disaster which led the hunters scurrying for the safety of the truck when a full pride of lions came hard into the call site. First tactic to hunt hyena was to set up a call site. The moon was bright. We weren't intending to hunt hyena this early in the hunt and had planned it for around the perfect moon phase in KZN. We found a clearing in an open bowl, surrounded by low hills. The bowl gave way through a narrow valley which led directly to the tiver. Hyena tracks were everywhere. We set Mike up with the speaker 50 yards ahead of us hidden behind a clump of bushes in the clearing. He was the most in danger and the only member of our hunting party which couldn't scramble for the safety of the vehicle. We backed the truck up into some bush, facing the direction we thought the hyena would come in. We covered the truck in cow hides and bushes front and sides leavingt he tailgate open to allow us access to the high seats. Jason and I were on thermal monoculars, Scott on his 7mm with therman scope. We called for an hour, nothing. Stopped for a short dinner break and called again an hour later. Almost immediately hyena answered from the top of the hills behind us, Not where we expected them to be. Called again and got a loud call 100 yards behind us. It was on and we knew it would happen quickly. Jason and I were trying to pick up the hyena but there was a lot of cover behind us. Called again, nothing. Took a break and there was an answer again from the hills 300 yards away. Couldn't get them to come in and concluded that we were too visible in the bright moon.  Dejected we moved onto two more areas where we got replies from hyena but couldn't get them to commit to the last 200 yards when they normally commit and rush in. Heard some lions in the distance. Returning to camp at first light, we had the sighting of the night, a young male leopard on some rocks 100 yards from us. We're not done with hyena yet. 

Despite only returning to camp in time for brekafast we decided to hunt through the morning and rest in the afternoon. We travelled an hour to some thick forest areas on the foot  and called for red duiker. Jason on the call, me spotting, Scott set up for a quick 10-30 yard shot. We called in an old male, he came in perfectly but his horns were totally worn off. Passed on him. Called a few more areas. Another ram came in and fleetingly turned broadside. Scott fired, but missed the shot. Hit brush or just rushed the shot, not an easy game this. Scott would get this same red duiker the next day. We returned early in the morning with a plan to call him in when Jason saw him cross the road as we were getting off the truck to hike into the forest. We drove down the road and sure enough there he was not 20 yards to our right. Scott threaded his bullet between two branches and had downed a beautiful red duiker, Interestingly enough, vervet monkeys are the watchmen for red duiker. Set them of in a chatter and the red duiker will scurry for thick cover. When we came down the road there were was a family of vervets close to the road. They stood still and mute as the vehicle purred past them, perfectly used to vehicles using this road everyday. They'd let this duiker down. 



Later that afternoon were we got onto a monster bushbuck that ducked into some very heavy forest. We could see him hiding 20 yards in. It was an almost impossible shot but we had to try, he was an absolute beast. Scott sent a bullet his way. It had to have connected with some brush, impossible for it not to have but somehow the bullet hit the ram. He went down and crawled deeper into the forest. We crawled after him with a 9mm, the only weapon one manouveur effectively in this situation. We caught up to him and put a shot into him. Big smiles and the bushbuck of Scott's hunting dreams. 

We were hunting roan the next day when we got the call that hyena had hit the bait at a site we had running. We rushed back to pack our gear and did a quick range check on the 7mm with the Hikmicro thermal. It was badly out. Several attempts to get it set in failed and the crosshairs had shifted completely to the left of the screen. Total equipment failure when we needed it most. We made a few calls and were able to borrow a Pard Night vision clip on. We arrived at the bait site later than we'd intended at 5:30 pm. We decided to drag some guts into the bait and to rebait before sitting in the blind. Tired and a little unfamiliar with what was going on in the thickly wooded area we dragged the gut pile into the clearing where we were baiting. There was a hyena sitting on his haunches 5 yards in front of the bait, not 50 yards from us. Pandemonium doesn't accurately describe what happened next. Scott leaned out the truck and fired and the spotted hyena bolted. We followed tracks looking for blood. Fifty yards later still no blood. It was getting dark and we decided to call it a day and return in the morning to be absolutely certain. We didn't want to sit in the blind and perhaps shoot two hyena. We returned the next day and made certain there was no blood. A night wasted but the trail camera did reveal hyena eating at 11:30 pm the previous night. 

Returned that afternoon, did some remodelling on the blind and were in by 4:30 pm. A long wait until 11:30. Scott wasn't absolutely comfortable with the Pard clip on and was struggling to get it focussed. At 10:30 the battery died and we aborted. 

We were  disappointed but we did learn a few things that will help us on Scott's return hunt for spotted hyena in 2025. I always maintain that a good PH is always learning, should be prepared to learn from every situation and person and above all else have no ego. So I have no qualms admitting to some some things we could have done differently.

When our permit got cancelled in KZN we should have stuck to the original moon phase period to hunt spotted hyena, no matter the disruption to our hunt schedule. Next chance we get to hunt spotted hyena we'll start hunting hyena on the first day of the hunt on the perfect moon phase and allow ourselves 3 full nights. It's not a hunt one should plan while you're hunting other species - it's a dedicated business hunting hyena in South Africa where they're considered vermin and have masters degrees in staying alive. You have to be absolutely familiar with your equipment. Thermal is great for spotting but a dedicated night vision scope is the correct set up. 

Behind on our planned schedule now we decided to hunt spotted hyena and hippo on another trip, hopefully 2025. Hluluhuwe was a 16 hour drive away and not one of us was keen for the trip. We could combine the hippo with a suni hunt for Scott on a future safari. 

The next evening was our second last in Limpopo and we decided to give the night hunting a full go for African wild cat, genet and serval. Jock had been feeling ill the entire day but bravely joined us. It was barely dark and he began getting violently ill at regular intervals. Soon Mike followed suit and like clockwork half an hour later Scott joined them in throwing bait sites throughout the area. We called for an emergency evacuation for Jock and a vehicle was sent from camp to collect him. Scott bravely soldiered on, shooting his first African wildcat shortly after the evacuation. then a small-spotted genet. Around midnight we got another wildcat. The moon was going down and we were moving into serval territory. Scott and Mike were struggling, this was a super violent virus. Jason and I teased them relentlessly but we did secretly feel sorry for the pain we were inflicting on them by keeping them out in the cold night. We decided to be show them some mercy and returned to camp at 2pm. We'd jokingly pulled our muscles up "Eastern Cape strong" the entire night but as soon as we hit camp, we both came down with the same virus. Nothing to joke about then!




All of us were collectively broken. The next day was hard but we managed to drag ourselves through the bush and find Scott a good roan. We were sad to leave Limpopo but were ready to return home to the Eastern Cape and hunt more familiar territory...

Awoke to a crisp Karoo morning in the Camdeboo Mountains. It smelled like home. Drove up a mountain road and glassed a herd of Cape Mountain Zebra sunning themselves on a north slope. Put in a stalk and got within 250 yards before our cover ran out. Scott placed his shot beautifully to get a good stallion. Headed back down to skin it along a different route when we spotted a herd of 12 cape buffalo descending a valley to bed down in some riverine bush. Decided to let them settle and return.



Returned an hour later to find them bedded down. Using some cover, we crawled to within 140 yards above them. They were all lying down, some almost on top of each other, others partially hidden behind the acacia thicket. We identified 9 cows and calves and 3 hard bossed bulls. We liked one particular bull with wide bosses and a nice drop to his horns, an old character for sure. Awhile later he stood up and Scott, lying prone over a rock, fired. His shot hit too far back and the bush erupted as buffalo burst through the thicket running uphill just to the right of our position. Scott fired again and again, the bull now lagging at the back of the column of buffalo, spotted us and barrelled directly towards us. 18 yards out now and Scott made the shot that counted sending the bull turning and then collapsing below us. Jock's video account of the events was interesting too watch. Everything well filmed up to the 2nd shot befoee utter chaos erupts, the video camera swinging violently as he and Jason, the only unarmed ones in our group, scramble to get to higher ground. Jason shouting "shoot Vic, shoot Scott!"



We did a short night drive after a braai / BBG that evening and found a pair of bat eared foxes near the lodge which Scott promptly added to his growing collection. A jackal crossed paths with us on the return drive to the lodge and Scott head shot him at 220 yards.



We were up early the next morning and we hunted a golden wildebeest and a king springbok the next morning. The king springbok is an unusually coloured springbok. Getting close to the wildebeest was challenging. Downright impossible to get to within 300 yards from the herd of kings and common springbok, so Scott dialed his rifle and made a long shot count. Afternoon and evening off.




Headed to Karoo Wild Lodge the next morning, our base for the remaining 6 days of our safari. Still some animals to hunt and some tricky ones at that. It was Jock's turn to do some hunting. He only had one animal on his wish list, a burchells zebra. We stalked zebra that entire morning without success but around 11 o'clock, Jock made his only 2 shots of the trip to take a beautiful zebra stallion. Scott hunted a beautifully wide copper springbok that afternoon.




Back on the night hunting train again and we were soon successful in getting a porcupine. A porcupine was high up on Scott's list. Scott had been badgering us in Limpopo, "guys I need a porcupine". We'd told him there were more porcupine than people in the Eastern Cape. Got onto a few aardwolf but they just seemed to evade us the whole night, moving into knee high bush split seconds before Scott could put the hammer down on them, moving cosntantly. Our best chance came when we stopped for a supper break. The trackers walked a short distance off with the handheld spotlight and came back running back to the truck, they'd seen an aardwolf 30 yards away from us. We lit him up but again he moved into thicker brush and Scott had a hard time seeing him move through with his head down, no eye shine.



Scott had hunted a Vaal Rhebuck on a previous trip to the Eastern Cape that had measured 7.5". We knew we could get him a better one and we hunted a free range area we have access to for just such a vaalie. It was tough, several times we got onto some good rams. They evaded us and Scott also missed a 250 yard shot on a gorgeous ram. It wasn't looking good, not often you miss a vaalie like this and get a second opportunity. We spent the night at a cottage in the veld and jointly prepared a South African Aussie BBQ / Braai. Got onto some vaalies gain the next morning. Another missed shot, not an easy one but a second opportunity lost. When we got onto this vaal rhebuck though, thankfully Scott did make it count. It took several shots, but he redeemed himself spectacularly. There have been several good vaal rhebuck hunted in the Eastern Cape this season...and then there's this one. Measuring LHS Horn 10.25", RHS Horn 10.25" and a wet SCI score of 26", he'll likely male top 10 in the SCI record book. We don't hunt for the record books but it's important to recognize an animal when you do encounter something special. What's encouraging is ...we saw a few bigger ones!

Monster Rhebuck!

Thanks Frank, we orginally guessed him at 9", those last inch or two you don't see that well on a Vaalie. We genuinely saw a few rams that were close to him in length. Enlarged some of Jock's video footage after the hunt and we could see clearly.

Returned to hunt our area around Karoo Wild Safaris extensively for some more nocturnal species on Scott's wish list. We got onto a pair of Cape Grysbok early evening and Scott made a tricky shot as the grysbok ram was moving into thick bush. The bullet grazed him all up his side before entering the body at the base of his neck. We joked with Scott that he'd got an extremely rare grysbok, the "side striped grysbok".



I'd written earlier about a rare nocturnal animal we get permits for and one which Scott dearly wanted for his trophy collection. We get 2 annual permits for these animals. It took many years of independent scientific study and reports of small carnivores and other nocturnal creatures on our property before we were trusted with these permits by the authorities. This is the first one we've hunted. They're a vital cog in any Karoo ecosystem because of the number of different species that use and inhabit the holes they excavate each night. We didn't take the hunting of this animal lightly but felt the numbers we have and the situation warranted it. It was the fifth one we encountered during our night time adventures but the first one we saw in the area we'd earmarked to hunt one. By luck, also a male and the largest of all the ones we saw on the other occasions.

Returning to the lodge that evening, we saw a aardvark digging on the side of the road. He hurried into an open plain and we followed, losing him at times. I used the thermal to direct Mitchell onto him as we bounced through some rough country. In the chaos, he seemed further away in the thermal than he actually was. When I shouted to Mitchell for him to stop, we were just about to drive over the aardvark. Scott made a quick, clean shot and we had his male aardvark. A first for our outfit. But also a solemn occasion, for these animals are truly regal in their own special way. We all agreed not to post any photos of him

Scott and Jock's 22 day hunting adventure with us had come to an end. It was a sad occasion, we'd had so much fun and we all agreed we could do another 22 days quiet easily. The highlight of my hunting career. I loved planning this safari and then got to live it with three other special human beings, hunters, adventurers and a most of the time...comedians.

Read Scott's Review of Karoo Wild Safaris here

Victor, Thanks for the great report. Brian

Vic:

Thats one hell of an effort to turn out so fine a fun hunt. i very much enjoyed reading about it.

Great pictures too.
Thank you for putting it all together for those guys. I know they were thrilled with it all coming together so well, and the story telling too.

George

An impressive mixed bag of trophies there