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  • Contact Us | African Echo Hunting Safaris
    fax or e mail it to us at the contact details supplied Download Document DISCLAIMER All vissual material and content are copyright to either African Echo or the respective clients who have authorized their use within our website You are permitted to use our website for your own purposes and to print and download material from this website provided that you do not modify any content without our consent Material

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  • A First Lion Hunt in Burkina Faso | African Echo Hunting Safaris
    shivered my spine A primal awareness of their power and danger filled us You could literally feel the lion charging past you Nothing could beat this feeling Nothing Still high on this adrenalin filled emotion we immediately followed the tracks Everything had happened so fast that there d been no chance of taking a shot But just as suddenly as these beasts appeared they disappeared like ghosts in the darkness Something strange happened late that afternoon We were slowly walking next to a thick half filled riverbed hoping to see some lions lying up in the shade when I spotted a two meter crocodile crawling out of the water up the side of the dry river wall It was 55ºC and that was definitely not crocodile behavior Before I even finished this thought the extremely nearby roar of a lion filled the air The sticks were ready and not knowing what to expect next all securities were off We were ready for whatever was coming our way We approached very cautiously The least expected happened next A big old hippo bull came out of the thicket towards us Kicked out of the river by another male and irritated by the lion the hippo was in no playful mood With the wind in our favor I was sure he was unaware of our presence but we were very aware of him He was about 20 meters away and a clear and present danger The lion dropped a few slots on our priority list and we retreated as quickly as possible Things can get a bit cramped in the rivers during the dry season Especially in April just before the first rains in May On Day Six we decided to return to the dead elephant cow Even before the driver switched off the engine we could hear the lions roaring They were very close to the carcass and we started to approach When we caught sight of the elephant we could see the vultures dancing up and down above it as the lions fed The thick vegetation allowed a closer approach All of a sudden the tracker went down Everybody followed immediately Slowly pointing his finger into their direction I spotted them I knew there were males but for the moment all we could see were females about 100 meters away We started to leopard crawl literally sailing on our stomachs towards them You could feel your heart pumping in your chest only interrupted by the frequent roaring of lions that has a tendency to drive through your whole body Closer and closer we went and I remember thinking It s exciting hunting lion with a 470 NE At about 50 meters we stopped We could hear the male lion but couldn t see him We were lying behind a small shrub and realizing that we were in the middle of the battlefield I slowly positioned my client on the sticks very slowly One of the females spotted us and started retreating

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  • Hunting the Wrong Kind of Animal | African Echo Hunting Safaris
    minute walk in the direction where we thought the poacher s camp was Peter and Yotam decided to wait at the Cruiser and the rest of us proceeded and although this was serious lion territory it was the last thing on our minds After a further twenty minutes walk Binwell stopped We were approaching a dense Mopane thicket and we realized that it would be safer to wait for more light Surprising armed poachers at night in a thicket can be extremely dangerous And at times the odd loose shot all adds to the danger it was a risk I was not willing to take At this stage I was very tense and there was no way I could sit still I continuously paced up and down Those twenty minutes felt like an eternity Binwell gave the signal and took the lead walking very slowly and carefully over a bed of dry Mopane leaves You have a lot of time to think in Zambia it is that kind of country and the thoughts were racing through my own head while I was tracing Binwell s steps One of the thoughts was a scenario that we stumbled on earlier A few weeks earlier we found a poached elephant carcass the meat stripped from the bones The strange thing was that we also found 34 beheaded White headed vultures around the carcass I was told that the poachers poison the carcass to kill the vultures and then use their heads to make muti medicine which they believe will help in warning them when the anti poaching patrol unit are in close vicinity the same anti poaching patrol unit that I am now part of With the help of their muti and the crunching Mopane leaves I was certain that they must have known about us already We walked slower and slower Every now and then Binwell lifted his hand we fell down and waited Needless to say we exercised a mostly a precautionary false alarm approach But after about 5 minutes into the walk and stalk he suddenly grabbed me by the shoulder and pulled me down with force I could see the tension in every muscle of his body He pointed to the blood and I could see the faint outline of the hippo spoor in the breaking light on the ground We were very close to whatever awaited us A few more paces and then we saw the hippo s carcass about 50 meters ahead of us The poachers were drying the meat but there was no sign of them They ve heard us after all I do not know whether it was relief or disappointment but I suggested that we d go to the carcass and look for tracks Binwell did not agree and indicated d that we should proceed to the left in order to try and cut them off from the road to Lundazi I was still nervy and with the rush of adrenaline still kicking in

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  • Luangwa Magic | African Echo Hunting Safaris
    Knowing that PT s shot was good we followed ready for anything that might come our way Following a wounded buffalo with all the possible scenarios in mind is truly an adrenaline filled occasion We found him 80 meters farther along lying on his side but not yet dead PT had placed his first shot well but the buffalo lived up to its reputation as one of Africas toughest animals PT gave it a heart shot and that was followed by a death bellow This was PTs first dangerous game hunt and a great moment for all of us We took our time taking photos from all possible angles In anybodys hunting career a moment like this is one of the greatest We spent the afternoon baiting for crocodiles not too far from camp We spotted a few crocs swimming closer but none fed I saw a few African Skimmers flying low over us When feeding they fly just above the surface of the water skimming for food with their lower beaks One off Africas many interesting birds The next afternoon a bit farther away from the river we experienced another highlight of our safari While stalking a herd of about 250 buffalo in the late afternoon we were confronted with a once in a lifetime situation We were slowly walking up to the herd through Mopany woodland As it was late August the forest floor was covered with dry Mopany leaves and the crushing sound that accompanied each step slowed us considerably A strange and eerie stillness curtained the forest around us and we could sense that something was wrong Although there was a very slight breeze in the air it was in our favor Still the Buffalo were extremely restless and alert They were constantly staring to our right After carefully examining the bush to our right one of the trackers indicated to me that we were not the only hunting party around A pride of nine lions consisting of females and a few younger males also had their eyes on the buffalo This is something that will stay with us for the rest of our lives It would be difficult to come closer to a primal African hunting experience The next morning we drove north east in the direction of the Nsefu National Park We made our way through a dense riverine forest The trackers had to jump off the Landcruiser several times to open up roads for the vehicle This is prime Chobe bushbuck habitat and there was elephant and buffalo sign all over the place We spotted a very old dagga boy on our right about 50 meters from the vehicle Although he had very impressive bosses John was looking for a 40 inch buffalo so we didnt pay too much attention to him Then Mother Nature taught us another lesson Never lose respect or casually disregard a member of the dangerous game family We heard a shuffle of branches and we turned our heads back to the old timer just in time to see him charge Everybody started shouting trying to scare him off Luckily for us it worked He stopped not too far from the vehicle then grumpily returned to the thickets A little later we again had to stop so that the trackers could open the road for us We got off the vehicle to stretch a bit As we walked along the newly opened road we spotted two big buffalo bulls straight ahead of us One of them had a pair of really impressive horns of great width and with beautiful curls I didnt have to say anything because John was already on him A perfectly placed heart shot followed and the buffalo didnt run more than 50 meters No follow up shots were necessary John who grew up in Mississippi was as comfortable with a rifle in his hand as a yuppie with a cell phone The only problem was that the other buffalo bull did not want to leave his friend behind We had to wait several minutes before it was safe to start taking photographs As the two buffalo were the main priority of the safari I must admit that I was a bit relieved that we had two good trophies in the bag and that the Luangwa Valley had lived up to its reputation in all respects We spent the afternoon hanging some hyena bait close to a dry lagoon about a half an hour from camp We spotted several Livingstone eland Thorneycroft giraffe impala puku elephant and big herds of buffalo along the way Yellow baboon and vervet monkeys are plentiful in the Luangwa Valley and nicely supplemented the already large variety of species we had seen To top this we spotted two leopards walking down a dry sideline of the Luangwa River through thick brush This was simply amazing to see during daylight and two of them together is an added bonus That night unfortunately we were notified that for the time being all hyena hunting had been canceled by the Zambian Wildlife Association The next day was a Sunday and it became crocodile day This time we drove south along the eastern bank of the river The Landcruiser was loaded with chairs bait and all other necessities necessary for crocodile hunting Not far from the spot we originally had in mind to put up the bait we saw two monsters lying in the sun across the river They were about 350 meters away from us and we slowly and very quietly made our way to the rivers edge We got into position and now the crocodiles were roughly 150 meters away straight across the river After explaining exactly to John where he should hit the reptile at the end of the smile he prepared himself for the shot choosing the 7x64mm Brennecke This must be a clinically placed shot because if the spinal cord is not broken or the brain is not hit the

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