On the way back we stopped at a disused hunting camp for a company that is no longer...







I post with my only comment on it being the result of people who are unfamiliar with a western toilet being asked to install it...



Onward hunting...

More cat and mouse....or man and buff really. By the afternoon of Day 3 I was having some doubts.... yep, we were seeing sign...seeing buff...albeit glimpses and arse ends wandering through the forest. I will say the tracker was BLOODY AMAZING, now I can track a bit, but a few times I was walking with him thinking he is finally having me on and we are on a nature stroll, then we would arrive at a fresh (steaming) pile of dung or prints. So I was again convinced. We spent this afternoon planning for the following morning where it was hoped the buff would come out of the forest to graze on some green pick...

The boys up a termite mound looking for a spot for the following morning (it was a pivotal mound the next day)...



Me... I photographed the sun getting lower...



Then we started a LOOONG walk back to the truck. Then the FIRST KILL....!!!!!! But alas it was not to be mine...

Obano and Thomas (also known as "Smokes Too Much Marijuana") got a bit animated and started in at a log. I saw scales and assumed snake... but no....



It is a Legavaan and was to be DINNER After much effort and a final whack on the head it was over the shoulder and on the way back to camp with us.... (a comment here... they eat everything that runs, crawls, flies, scurries or scampers !!! Mice are a stable part of the diet !!) ... I will add....the lads shared the kill with us for dinner as well... I have eaten worse things !!!