At last I was able to use my 9.5 on something bigger than warthog and impala! After 2 frustrating days with heavy winds, rain and a lack of action, day 3 arrive with perfect weather! Windless, sunshine and game everywhere after the previous few days of bad weather...
We spotted this young kudu bull from about 800m going into a valley and start the stalk! After about 2 hours and 3 different approach angles, we finally ran out of cover... the distance about 150yards!
As I was standing on the sticks and the tracker was on the bino's looking for a opportunity, the waiting game begin. The bull decided to keep well inside a bush and only make small movements for about half an hour. Eventually he moved around only enough for me to make out his front quarter, and I took the shot! He collapsed on the spot! Must say a lucky shot!
later that evening all the trackers was joking: "when the 9.5 talks, the kudu's listen"

Terrain. I was taking the shot from the righthand side top of the ridge.

Kudu fell right where it was standing under the bush

Entry of the bullet high on the shoulder. 270gr Hornaday RN at 2250f/s

Happy hunter. Happy tracker