We're looking for impala again. These low fences are for the sheep to divide internal pastures. The high fence is around the perimeter. We spotted a group of impala and started a stalk.
Arnold picked the best one, set up the sticks and I took the shot. He went out of sight but we found blood right away.
He didn't go far. A single shot kill that was just a little back but got both lungs. The recovery was easy.
He's a very nice mature impala.
We loaded him up and moved him to a better spot for photos.
The pros at work setting up the photo op.
He really is a very nice buck.
Feeling better about myself since switching to Arnold's gun. Two single shot kills (kudu and impala). We took the impala back to the skinning shed at the lodge and had lunch.
After lunch we headed to another close by property in search of blesbok. This farm runs merino sheep in addition to game.
Hilly with some scrub.
A surprising amount of cactus.
Jerry spotted a blesbok while we were driving in. Arnold and I dismounted and moved in. This photo was taken by Joan thru a cracked windshield.
We spotted him and got set up on sticks. I could clearly hear the hit but he ran in a circle and stopped. I hit him again and he ran 50 yards out of the field and disappeared from view. It was an easy job tracking him - he didn't go far. Two shots thru the lungs within a couple inches of each other.
The recovery was an uphill drag to the fence line and road. This is basically the view that I had to shoot him.
Manageable for the three of us.
We got him under the fence.
Arnold setup the photo op.
Third kill in 24 hours with Arnold's gun. Feeling better.
We ran into the town of Kirkwood to deliver the blesbok to the butcher. We also met Arnold's parents and picked up his dog Jack. Kirkwood was full of orange groves and is a major citrus packing center.
For dinner we had squash soup and...
Blue wildebeest shank. Both were very good.
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