Zim - April 09. One morning found us with 3 flat tires on "Cherrie" - so while some guys were working out on those, Gordon picked Kasirai to escort us. With our rifles slung over our shoulders, we strolled out of camp. Easy, slow walking brought us above a shallow valley about 30 minutes out of the camp. Suddenly, to our left in a small crossroad, a bunch of baboons took refuge in all directions, leaving a bushbuck that was in the middle of them a bit confused. He managed to jump into nearest thicket and waited patiently. I was already on my knee - safety off - seeing Gordon corking his right ear - still I asked if it was OK. He confirmed, so I took a firm aim. The bushbuck was quartering with his rear toward us with little more of the animal to be seen. So I used my imagination - put my bead where I thought it was supposed to be and let one off. High jump and a kick of the hind legs made us all (except the bushbuck) quite happy. The bushbuck dashed into a dead semi circular run through high grass. Still the follow up was quite exciting and we found it no more than 30m from where it was shot.

9.3x74R, 265gr GS Custom FN solid.