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<blockquote data-quote="gillettehunter" data-source="post: 2584067" data-attributes="member: 25760"><p>The zebra was picked up by a team so we could continue hunting. Funny thing about him. He had a penis sheath, but no balls. So he was a gelding. Naturally as none of that has been done at Tsala on purpose.</p><p>Someone called Janus and told him about a big sable bull. Off we went to look. Great bull. Probably close to 45 inches! Tsala has some incredible sable. World class sable. I started to walk away from this bull. We started to drive away and I had Janus stop. Sometimes you need to take what africa offers. So I thought maybe we should at least look closer.</p><p>We got out and made a stalk. Got close, but he smelled us as the wind shifted. Off he went and we couldn't find him. Hmm maybe these sable has some survival instincts after all. If I shoot a sable here I want a hunt and not a shoot. Back for lunch.</p><p>Lunch was nice. By this time I had got meet most of the people working there. Rouan, his son Brandon and Janus are the Ph's. When you communicate with Tsala most questions are answered by Johanrie who is Brandon's wife. Janus girlfriend Carmen was also in camp. Carmen spent a lot of time helping with Brandon and Jo's children. One is 3 and the other is 1 month old.</p><p>After lunch we went back out. During lunch Rouan had made me a great offer on a big sable. He said that they have several bulls that are 46-48 inches. So my thoughts became either a big Kudu or Sable depending on which came first. Because of the current bush conditions big kudu were going to be hard to come by. In the morning we had seen one small herd of 4 kudu cows plus 5 single cows. It's the rut.... Why aren't they with a bull or herded up more?</p><p>Shortly after hitting the main reserve we drove into a group of buffalo bulls. 3 were over 40 inches. The biggest they thought was close to 46! Later they showed me a 46 incher that was killed by a former client. They have some impressive buffalo!</p><p>We found a kudu bull of perhaps 50 inches and later another young bull. The we spotted 3 Sable up on a hillside. They were around 460 yds out. Generally that shot is within my comfort range. Janus wanted to get closer and I was fine with that. We parked out f sight and up the hill we went just as the rain started. Then when that got going pretty good it started to hail! Janus sent Herman ahead to see if the bulls had shifted and where we should approach from. They were gone.......</p><p>Still don't know what happened. Did they smell us? Did the rain/hail make them head into the trees for cover. Or did they hear a squawk on Janus's radio that caused me to flinch...... They just vanished like smoke. The trip down that mountain side was hazardous. The rocks were slick from the rain. We were soaked to the skin. Not nice. Get back to the truck and the rain stopped. We all know god has a sense of humor right? There was a road around the backside of the mountain. Herman and Janus thought we could find the bulls. The reason we were working them so hard was that they thought that the smallest of the 3 was close to 44 inches with the biggest closer to 47. I could see the mass on the big one and wanted a shot at him. We drove up till the mud stopped us. The rains had some road sections impassible. So we got out and took a walk. Beautiful area. Only problem was no sable. Maybe a mile walk. It's good to be back in Africa! That evening we had another great meal. I came back from Africa weighing more than when I left. The food was good as was the company.</p><p>Day 1 of this adventure was over.</p><p> </p><p>Day 2 started with a light breakfast as on day one. I could hear a couple of rock doves in the distance. Yes I'm in Africa! Off we go to look for the trio of sable bulls that eluded us the day before. We head back to I'm mentally calling Sable Mtn. Nothing at first look on the front side so around to the back. We take our time and look for the bulls in the sunshine. Nothing doing. Back around to the side closer to camp. Nothing there either.</p><p>We go a short distance down the road and there is a sable bull in the bush next to the road. Later Herman tells us he is sure it is one of the trio of bulls. We pull up the road a couple of hundred yards and slowly stalk back. Nothing. We move into the bush. VERY thick right here. Much of it is such that we wouldn't be able to see him at 30 yds. We carefully spend an hour looking for him. At one point Herman thought he heard him walking.</p><p>We work our way back to the road and head for the truck. As we're walking along all of a sudden there is a commotion in the bush and out comes a bull buffalo running across the road maybe 30 feet from us! Must of startled him as much as he did us. Glad he went the other way. I had the rifle swinging up, but a 7mm isn't much when faced that close to a buffalo.</p><p>We then went back to the house camp. There is a large shooter sable in there. We drove through the most likely places and couldn't find him. Found one of his breeded bulls that is 48 inches or a little better! Great genetics. Saw some Impala and blue wildebeast.</p><p>Back to camp for lunch and the Texas boys showed up. They were a bit worn, but glad to be in camp. After a nice lunch we headed back out. Lost Herman to the Texas boys and Rouan. Got Ceboo. Made a swing around house camp and found a decent Nyala. I looked him over pretty carefully as he was unaware of us. He looked very similar to one I have on the wall already. We backed out and made a call to the Texas boys. I thought one of them might want him. They took a while to find him, but ended up connecting.</p><p>We drove back and spent a few minutes congratulating them and helping with pics. Then back to sable Mtn. Nada again. As the day was winding down we got a tip about a sable at the Northern part of the main farm. When we got close we got stuck. Janus got in the cab to take over driving from Ceboo. I was glassing ahead and saw some sable. Janus thought they were over the fence on another property. Some were, but some were on our side. A quick look with the binos told us we needed a closer look. There were 4 sable bulls in sight as well as a couple of Gemsbok. We put some trees between us and most of the animals and got closer.</p><p>The best bull was odd in that he was still the reddish-brown of an immature bull. He was ols and long. The color didn't matter to me as I was planning on a european mount. I decided to take him if the opportunity was right. We got some trees in the way and closed the distance some more. We got to around 100 yds and carefully set up in the shade right at the edge of the trees. He was play fighting with another bull. Then broke off and walked away. No shot.</p><p>He went about 20 yds and stopped broadside. The grass was to his back and I wasn't taking that shot. Then he took 2 steps forward and quartered slightly towards me. The front shoulder was clear so I took the shot. Bang shhh Whop. The shhh was still some grass along the way. He buckled and then took off. No additional shot opportunity.</p><p>We could find no blood. After 30 minutes of carefully Ceboo found him dead. He had gone a little over 100 yds. Bullet hit precisely where I wanted it to. Just took longer to die than what I thought he would. The 3 of us barely managed to load him up. Back to camp for pics. 46 inches. Great bull. The bases are excellent also Good mass all the way up. The thought around 12 yrs old. I was thrilled.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="gillettehunter, post: 2584067, member: 25760"] The zebra was picked up by a team so we could continue hunting. Funny thing about him. He had a penis sheath, but no balls. So he was a gelding. Naturally as none of that has been done at Tsala on purpose. Someone called Janus and told him about a big sable bull. Off we went to look. Great bull. Probably close to 45 inches! Tsala has some incredible sable. World class sable. I started to walk away from this bull. We started to drive away and I had Janus stop. Sometimes you need to take what africa offers. So I thought maybe we should at least look closer. We got out and made a stalk. Got close, but he smelled us as the wind shifted. Off he went and we couldn't find him. Hmm maybe these sable has some survival instincts after all. If I shoot a sable here I want a hunt and not a shoot. Back for lunch. Lunch was nice. By this time I had got meet most of the people working there. Rouan, his son Brandon and Janus are the Ph's. When you communicate with Tsala most questions are answered by Johanrie who is Brandon's wife. Janus girlfriend Carmen was also in camp. Carmen spent a lot of time helping with Brandon and Jo's children. One is 3 and the other is 1 month old. After lunch we went back out. During lunch Rouan had made me a great offer on a big sable. He said that they have several bulls that are 46-48 inches. So my thoughts became either a big Kudu or Sable depending on which came first. Because of the current bush conditions big kudu were going to be hard to come by. In the morning we had seen one small herd of 4 kudu cows plus 5 single cows. It's the rut.... Why aren't they with a bull or herded up more? Shortly after hitting the main reserve we drove into a group of buffalo bulls. 3 were over 40 inches. The biggest they thought was close to 46! Later they showed me a 46 incher that was killed by a former client. They have some impressive buffalo! We found a kudu bull of perhaps 50 inches and later another young bull. The we spotted 3 Sable up on a hillside. They were around 460 yds out. Generally that shot is within my comfort range. Janus wanted to get closer and I was fine with that. We parked out f sight and up the hill we went just as the rain started. Then when that got going pretty good it started to hail! Janus sent Herman ahead to see if the bulls had shifted and where we should approach from. They were gone....... Still don't know what happened. Did they smell us? Did the rain/hail make them head into the trees for cover. Or did they hear a squawk on Janus's radio that caused me to flinch...... They just vanished like smoke. The trip down that mountain side was hazardous. The rocks were slick from the rain. We were soaked to the skin. Not nice. Get back to the truck and the rain stopped. We all know god has a sense of humor right? There was a road around the backside of the mountain. Herman and Janus thought we could find the bulls. The reason we were working them so hard was that they thought that the smallest of the 3 was close to 44 inches with the biggest closer to 47. I could see the mass on the big one and wanted a shot at him. We drove up till the mud stopped us. The rains had some road sections impassible. So we got out and took a walk. Beautiful area. Only problem was no sable. Maybe a mile walk. It's good to be back in Africa! That evening we had another great meal. I came back from Africa weighing more than when I left. The food was good as was the company. Day 1 of this adventure was over. Day 2 started with a light breakfast as on day one. I could hear a couple of rock doves in the distance. Yes I'm in Africa! Off we go to look for the trio of sable bulls that eluded us the day before. We head back to I'm mentally calling Sable Mtn. Nothing at first look on the front side so around to the back. We take our time and look for the bulls in the sunshine. Nothing doing. Back around to the side closer to camp. Nothing there either. We go a short distance down the road and there is a sable bull in the bush next to the road. Later Herman tells us he is sure it is one of the trio of bulls. We pull up the road a couple of hundred yards and slowly stalk back. Nothing. We move into the bush. VERY thick right here. Much of it is such that we wouldn't be able to see him at 30 yds. We carefully spend an hour looking for him. At one point Herman thought he heard him walking. We work our way back to the road and head for the truck. As we're walking along all of a sudden there is a commotion in the bush and out comes a bull buffalo running across the road maybe 30 feet from us! Must of startled him as much as he did us. Glad he went the other way. I had the rifle swinging up, but a 7mm isn't much when faced that close to a buffalo. We then went back to the house camp. There is a large shooter sable in there. We drove through the most likely places and couldn't find him. Found one of his breeded bulls that is 48 inches or a little better! Great genetics. Saw some Impala and blue wildebeast. Back to camp for lunch and the Texas boys showed up. They were a bit worn, but glad to be in camp. After a nice lunch we headed back out. Lost Herman to the Texas boys and Rouan. Got Ceboo. Made a swing around house camp and found a decent Nyala. I looked him over pretty carefully as he was unaware of us. He looked very similar to one I have on the wall already. We backed out and made a call to the Texas boys. I thought one of them might want him. They took a while to find him, but ended up connecting. We drove back and spent a few minutes congratulating them and helping with pics. Then back to sable Mtn. Nada again. As the day was winding down we got a tip about a sable at the Northern part of the main farm. When we got close we got stuck. Janus got in the cab to take over driving from Ceboo. I was glassing ahead and saw some sable. Janus thought they were over the fence on another property. Some were, but some were on our side. A quick look with the binos told us we needed a closer look. There were 4 sable bulls in sight as well as a couple of Gemsbok. We put some trees between us and most of the animals and got closer. The best bull was odd in that he was still the reddish-brown of an immature bull. He was ols and long. The color didn't matter to me as I was planning on a european mount. I decided to take him if the opportunity was right. We got some trees in the way and closed the distance some more. We got to around 100 yds and carefully set up in the shade right at the edge of the trees. He was play fighting with another bull. Then broke off and walked away. No shot. He went about 20 yds and stopped broadside. The grass was to his back and I wasn't taking that shot. Then he took 2 steps forward and quartered slightly towards me. The front shoulder was clear so I took the shot. Bang shhh Whop. The shhh was still some grass along the way. He buckled and then took off. No additional shot opportunity. We could find no blood. After 30 minutes of carefully Ceboo found him dead. He had gone a little over 100 yds. Bullet hit precisely where I wanted it to. Just took longer to die than what I thought he would. The 3 of us barely managed to load him up. Back to camp for pics. 46 inches. Great bull. The bases are excellent also Good mass all the way up. The thought around 12 yrs old. I was thrilled. [/QUOTE]
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