Cape Buffalo with a Bow

Cape buffalo with a bow

I went from being on top of the world, to the pit of despair in about 1.5 seconds. Suddenly I could hear Botes’ (our PH) voice cutting through the fog of disbelief and utter horror, saying “nock another one, nock another one, you got this.” When I snapped out of it I realized the big ol cape buffao bull had only taken a few steps and was now staring right at me, and suddenly everything was back in focus and all the hours of practice and years of hunting kicked in. Next thing I knew I was at full draw and had my pin buried just inside the front shoulder and “Thwack!” the arrow punched clear through, right where I was aiming and within seconds the huge cape buffalo was staggering like a punch drunk prize fighter in the 12th round. I put two more insurance arrows in him, but it was already over. My dream of taking a trophy cape buffalo with a bow was now a reality. As I walked up to him I was in awe of his sheer size and all I could think of was the intensity of his stare as I let that second arrow fly, and how this was a true old warrior who had been the king of his domain. I was overcome with emotion and adrenaline, I hugged Botes, sat down and started to shake like I had hypothermia. This truly was an adventure of a lifetime. [Read More…]

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