Ph threads seam to run forever so here's a new one. who's the (craziest in a good way) that you know?? I have to admit I only know a handful of ph's personally but hand down MY FRIEND Steve(Shakari) Robinson fits in the thread perfectly

Please clarify. We need levels of craziest or we will be here forever.
Brice

Anyone putting forward a candidate should provide at least one example of insane behavior to back up their choice.

Let's face it, where PHs are concerned, it is safe to assume there's a certain amount of nutsness built right in. It is simply a matter of degree.

Fred Bezuidenhout, we walk into a bank in Katima Mulilo so I can exchange some travelers checks for Namibian dollars. It's hotter than hell outside and when we get in it is full of sweaty Africans. Me and Fred are the only whites in this slow line to nowhere and he whips out his handkerchief, puts it over his nose and mouth, and in a loud clear voice says "don't you fucking people ever bathe"? Then he turns around and walks out leaving me alone. Everyone looks at me and I say I never saw that guy before.

There was a young South African PH visiting with us at John Wambach's camp in the Caprivi. With John off on an errand, the young PH and I were checking lion baits when he decided to chase two big dog baboons with the Landcruiser. Back then that was a $60,000 vehicle, and we were lucky to avoid the warthog holes.
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Dean Kendell propped his rifle against a tree behind a termite mound next to a pool on the Kigosi River. He and I snuck around to the other side next to the pool. We were in the shade of some overhanging bushes where the hippos hauled out on occasion. There were 5 adult hippo cows in the water not 8 yards away from us. I was glad they didn't get our scent and take exception to the intrusion. I whispered to Dean asking if he didn't think this was a bit of a dangerous spot to sit, to which he replied "Everywhere in Africa could be a dangerous spot."
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Mark Harper, I, and two trackers were in a small skiff on Cahora Bassa. We figured out a way to surprise crocs sunning on the bank. We would motor past them at a distance, turn around and come back along the shore, then turn into the croc at speed. They would hesitate for a moment, allowing a close shot, but from a moving boat. I shot a 13 footer, 3 times, and it apparently died as it was turning to dive into the water. We pinned it to the shore momentarily with the skiff. Mark jumped out and grabbed the tail of the croc. The two trackers followed suit. Just then the croc started to come alive again. Mark immediately yelled "shoot it again!!" I frantically searched for the last round of 30/06 I had in my pocket, found it, and stuck a round straight down thru the crocs brain++
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Not really crazy, but close enough?
Ever notice that as you get older, you do less crazy stuff? Well, maybe not you, Hook.



Boy was the son of Piet Hougaard's lady-friend

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Originally posted by SGraves155:

Wow Steve, you were really young when you shot that one!

there are only three people on the planet that call me crazy and it makes me laugh because all three are crazier than I'm. Steve Graves is on the list of three.Steve Robinson is there to the third will remain nameless until further notice

BRICE,
levels of crazy is subjective. So if you have a story about crazy add it and we'll she how this thread goes . My best Steve Robinson story is one he told on his self but it has nothing to do with hunting. BUT ask him about the monkey on the side hack!!!!!!! OR his love for fish for crocs which most people would think is a little crazy. yes fishing with rod and reel!! If you can catch him online ask Luan what happen to his gear when he was fishing for crocs

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Originally posted by ddrhook:
ask Luan what happen to his gear when he was fishing for crocs

Luan's nearly got it right but still needs to learn to hold onto the rod and bring the croc to the bank instead of just chucking the rod into the river.



As for the monkey in (or out of) the sidehack...... man, that one hurt!!!

Luan
next time you decide to throw gear of that quality away throw it at my direction I'll take it

Damn but I'd have loved to have been there to see it happen.

I can just imagine the expression on his face as he sees all that expensive gear disappearing into the drink!

ya I bet the look on his face was about like when a PH I know saw the ugly dance for the first time or better yet the look on Juma's face

My vote would have to go to Bloodnut. I will have to have more time to type out the reasons.

Dam Lane,
your like my first ex wife your a TEASE

I think it was here that I read about a PH that spent 2 days swimming in croc and hippo infested waters looking for a double rifle that ended up in the drink. In fact wasn't it a hippo attack that sent it overboard? Was it Ivan Carter?

Seems pretty crazy to me !!!!

I think we could put Ivan in a special class. his problems seem to have started when he started spending so much time with Craig and Dave.

Steve, What is the daily rate for croc fishing? Is the trophy fee a 12 year old bottle of scotch? It probably must be consumed prior to landing said croc

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Originally posted by 375LVR:
Steve, What is the daily rate for croc fishing? Is the trophy fee a 12 year old bottle of scotch? It probably must be consumed prior to landing said croc

No extra charge buddy.

We just do it during our down time when we're in places like Botswana and as we don't use any hooks at all, we bon't have to wrestle 'em at all.

The usual goal is to get 'em onto the bank and then you just jerk what's left of the bait out of their mouths and then they get back into the water as quickly as they can....... and by the time you're rebaited, they're usually ready to give it another go.

They're certainly cunning but they ain't clever!

And believe me, it's a shit load of fun!!

don't let that stop you bringing the malt though!

It is on my official to do list !!! I love Shark and Alligator Gar fishing. I bet this tops both of them ! Is Leopard fishing next ??? Yikes

I promise, it's one of the most enjoyable things you'll do in your life...... you can expect to be fighting a biggish flatdog for several hours.

Sounds fun. I imagine that I would have to bring a rod/reel specified by the PH with me. And I am sure I would have to leave it in Africa to save baggage weight on the trip back.

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Originally posted by 375LVR:
Sounds fun. I imagine that I would have to bring a rod/reel specified by the PH with me. And I am sure I would have to leave it in Africa to save baggage weight on the trip back.

Shark fishing or heavy sea gear is what's needed!

I have heard that the best bait for Flatdogs is a crazy PH that is swimming looking for his double rifle How do you like that, we are back on thread about crazy PHs again ! I think all of you (PHs) are crazy (in a goodway) Your everyday life, is a once in a lifetime for most of us.

Kudos to you.

As with most things in life, there's lots of tricks of the trade.

The best/safest time to swim in the river to do things like recover a freshly shot hippo or even recover a dropped rifle is in the heat of the day when most of the flatdogs are asleep on the banks and the best time to fish for them is in the evening just as the sun comes off the water!

It is a great life most of the time though and I certainly don't regret getting into the business.

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Shark fishing or heavy sea gear is what's needed!

... and don't forget your fishing tackle must be "control round feed" !!!
Andy

375LVR,
Yes I did leave fishing gear in africa!! I'm still crying because the water was to high to get any fishing in this yr.

We'll put it to good use next time buddy!!

Arthur Taylor was the craziest PH I ever hunted with. His jokes on everybody were a daily part of the safari routine. Sadie and I spent 55 days in the field with him over two safaris and throughly enjoyed every day.

Of his many pranks I think the two involving vehicles stick in my memory the most. Th first incident happened while we were waiting for the trackers to return to the vehicle after checking a lion bait that was difficult to reach by vehicle. After a while we heard a vehicle coming down the road and Arthur announced it was Dale ???. Dale was employed by I believe the Natural History Museum and was doing research in the Luangwa. Arthur hid in the bush and as Dale's vehicle approached he jumped out in front of them. Dale immedaitely cranked the wheel and ends up in the weeds. Nobody was hurt but Arthur found it hilarious. Dale and his wife? Not so much! On our second safari we shot a lion just at dark. The trackers and game scout were supposed to come and retrieve us if they heard shots. Nobody showed and after 20 minutes now that it was black dark we left Sadie and our other observer Cindy in the machan and hiked out to the road about a half mile from the bait. When we got out we fired shots down the river and in a few minutes we could hear the Cruiser coming at a very slow pace. Arthur had me squat down in the ditch with him and as the vehicle came directly in fron of us he jumped out growling like a lion. This scared the everloving shit out of these guys and everybody had a good laugh. Later on I thought about the fact that there was a loaded AK and a 375 in the hands of the guys in the cruiser. Gave me pause until a had my third beer and then it just seemed like a natural part of a safari with Arthur Taylor.

Mark

me, you, Philip, beer and single malt and croc fishing sounds like a plan. NOT to mention Philip does belong on this list of crazyiiieeessss as much or more than anyone else. he put up with me and Steve at the same time

I'll leave it up to you guys. Crazy? Or Not???

Blood is a wild man! Love the beard!

One vote for Louis Van Bergen! Cool guy and alot of fun to visit with... We will share a campfire and some bull shit very soon!!!

dam the beard looks like mine did when I was young and riding motorcycles. freaking youth is wasted on the young

Is this a hunt report?

yeep were hunting crazy hunters

All the PHs I have met, I think they are all a bit crazy at times. One is all ways pulling practical jokes on me. Last time over there I was hunting leopard in RSA and we had some local police come over to camp for drinks and dinner after they were in the area searching for a murderer. The PH had one of the officers check all my paper work when I got back to camp and of course he kept saying all was not up to snuff. I should have known something was up when all the other officers were sitting around drinking.

that's funny

OK Bloodnut, aka Blood:

Legend #1:

As the story goes...and I am not sure I have the exact facts straight like specific countries and such but the general concept is the truth as I was told it.

Blood took an old bullet of a client off to another country hunting (Blood is Rhodesian). While they were off hunting...the old bullet expired...I think of a heart attack...but of natural causes.

Blood makes the calls to the contacts and lets them know the client has expired. All sad but the dilema is how do we get the body home. Blood says no worries...I'll just drive him back to...I think...Bulawayo...have to remember I was uder the effects of several Castle at the time of the telling.

Africa being what it is...Blood had to cross several border out-posts and other road blocks.

So...he just gets all of the old bullet's papers out for easy access and props him up in the passenger seat like he is sleeping...puts some sunglasses on him...pulls his hat down low like he is sleeping...and sets off.

Makes it all the way back to home country with out a hitch but all the stress has gotten to him though ( ) so since he is on home turf...he turns into the first watering hole.

While Blood is having a cold beer with some aquaintences...someone notices he has a mate out in the truck. "Say Blood...why does your mate come join us for a brew?" Blood: "He was sleeping when I came in...why don't you go ask him?" Well you can use your imagination on the rest but fright and laughter was involved.

Long story short...put the old bullet on a plane and shipped him back home.

Now...this is how I best remember the story...and...as admitted...I was under the influence. So...I am sure others have heard the story as well...so feel free to set the record straight. But...the general concept was exactly as told!

That is how I heard the story of the dead client as well....Spent a few days with him in our camp on a 2008 safari...If I remember correctly (was a little tipsy) he told me or my PH at the time of a story where he got his scrotum ripped open by a buffalo once. Luckily his client was a doctor and stiched him back up in camp.....

ouch

He told me this april and.... he was quiet shy because the doctor......wasthe stunning wife of a client so it was veeeeeery embarrasing