The wife went with.

Started by Treeman, Aug 31, 2025, 03:58 PM

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Treeman

Wife tagged along for the last open velt hunting season hunt. The bush, and the birds and the weather were perfect, just absolutely perfect. The air was that certain time of year still and clear, every bird had something to say and things like badgers, mice and big bugs were all out. Just sitting under the tree watching was almost good enough, but no kudu, none - zero warthog, none.

Stunning time, place, but kakkeragge hunt.
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Tea time Saturday coffee, who recognizes the tin mug ?????
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The accommodation was very cheap, almost free, but there is always a catch ..................
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We hunted 4 walks from 06;30 to 15;00 and went home for lunch, saw nutting, nutting at all, not even a duiker. Between 16:20 and dark I got frustrated, and made a dash for the faaar corner of farm, like 12 -13 gates away. Sometimes I relize why my bakkies always need wheel alignment and new bush's, shocks, but we got to the other spot in like 35 minutes.
The spot is called the pantry and is a raised hill edge that affords one the chance to see over a huge area and then if you see something, walk your moer off to try find it in area 30, 40 minutes later after last visual.
We saw absolutely nothing, the son went down behind the far hills, the day shift clocked out and the dead silence of that between time, before night shift clocks in for sound affects duty.
As we stood up to leave a waterbuck stepped out about a km away and I moaned about how unfair life is while glassing the beast. The area we were hunting has a straight line of untouched Cape coastal forest on the one side of a cattle fence and used farm land on the other. The animals like being in the thick stuff by day and coming out onto the grass lands by night, the best hunting in these dense forest, open patch's areas is when the animals are heading back for cover in the morning or last light when the over eager first movers head out before its properly dark.

While watching the far of water buck, another W/buck stepped out right next to us, almost too close, but with bush's between us and a good shot. I got into a better position , but the shot was that typical W/Buck quartering stance and I wanted a full side shot for meat hunting reasons.
Unfortunately the little dog got just too excited and could not keep still - the W/Buck bolted.

I was furious and jumped up down, swearin very foul ways, wanting to kick my lil boy, but he knew he had made kak , and sat there with beeeg sad eyes, sorreeeee !
I told the wife that we were done, bladdy dog is still too young, still to excitable, hunt over.
No kudu for us.
Wife chirps, " there stands a buck", I look up and ya!, there stands a kudu cow, just checking us out.
A small step to one side and shot sent, thud returned and kudu bolted to my right back into thick stuff.
The little dog found the cow in the dark after a few false starts, dunno how I ever hunted without the dogs.
I carry about 200 m of 250 kg rope with me when I hunt alone or 2 up, that rope really saved us this week end. Forced my poor bakkie in deep and got the rope onto the kudu head and had wife low range out of the thick stuff with me steering the animals head till we got to a open patch. The cow was then gotten closer and closer by reversing and shortening the rope over and over.

Next was getting it onto the bakkie.
With the wife turning the winch and me lifting as best I could we got it onto the bakkie about 20  minutes later making for about a hr and 15 minutes for recovery.
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Shame, the wife weighs less than 60 kg and that winch beat her, both arms, both legs, 2 - 3 clicks and rest, repeat, repeat. Push handle away, climb over rope to get behind handle and push again, repeat, repeat. Really admired her for that.

We were late, farmer had been waiting at base camp since 17;00 to have a braai with us, she been sitting alone for close to 3 hours.

When we got back her and Anita hit it off and Cody I gutted the animal. The farmer said she had brought a steak and that we could all have some of it. Funny that, me sharing a steak ? And Cody?
Then I saw the steak.
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 WhatsApp Video 2025-08-31 at 14.44.00_27d7cede by David Frank Allen, on Flickr

We then went to bed, I was rather on my ear, the beer and being dead tired went straight to my head.

Next day
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Decent cow I would say

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Tripodmvr

Skin accounts for quite a bit, but a cow close to 100kg is big. Enjoy the meat.