Hunting The Moyowosi 2008

Part V

Walter shot a guinea fowl - after a lot of hassle. You can see the looks on both his face and Paul's face on how grateful they both are at this achievement

Dinner being planned between Walter and Rene

A friendly snake

A PH's ammo belt!

Nelson using home made ear plugs before he sights in his rifle

What Walter calls a well equipped paparazzi, taking photos and video of the rest of the gang putting up a croc bait

Driving to the machan

The fire place at Fish Eagle Camp

Dwight and Nelson, on their way to another adventure

Nelson shot this warty

As usual, we normally have a shooting contest for our camp staff. This year's contest was won by one of the game scouts - he is in front of Walter, fourth from left. Another game scout - fourth from right, with a green uniform, was so bad he missed the whole ant hill used as a back stop! And he liked to be called "poacher" for his shooting abilities!

Nelson with his umbrella. They used it to get close to the zebra he shot. Paul said it worked very well, and he refused to let that umbrella out of his truck

Our multi talented sportsman! He is not just a one-shot hunter, he is a great fisherman too!

Nelson and his dagga boy. He was very thrilled with it

South Americans get too excited sometimes.

Many uses for the umbrella

Nelson, Paul and the kongoni they shot

Paul is helping propel the boat across the river using his hands. He is a very brave man

After shooting the hippo, we went back to the camp, and came in this boat. It is much quicker, as the road is terrible.

An oribi

Papyrus! The most terrible growth one has to wade through. One sinks down to his armpits, and ones feet do not touch bottom. You just have to hang on with your hands!

A palm nut vulture

The 4 buffalo bulls we shot one of

The other side of the Malagarasi River had some people living on it. They have lots of cattle. Apparently they move out in November, as the whole area becomes water logged. Notice the croc sunning himself on the log in the middle of the river

These palm nuts are about the same size as a coconut, and they fall quite frequently. So if you are underneath the tree, and one clobbers you on the head, it would probably mean a quick grave.

A fisherman's camp by the river. You can see him sorting his fishing net

An open bill stork

A monitor lizard

The remains of a reedbuck killed and eaten by lions