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I'm not offended, I'm annoyed by the people that go out of their way to piss and moan about somebody else's choices that do not affect them or anyone else.
To me this is a form of political correctness. I don't like the way you live your life so you need to stop and conform to my ideas and beliefs.
“At the next to last dune before being able to see thehouse, Jamy squatted like he was hit in the head and duck-walked backward towhere I was squatted. He had seen the top of the head of a male lion on top ofthe next dune, about 110 yards away. We eased up slowly, looked through the binos and we could each see the mane moving in the wind as he looked the otherdirection. We did not see any other lions and hoped the others were still asleepon the porch about two hundred yards away. We slowly set up our sticks in atripod so I could sit on the ground for this easy hundred yard shot, or so wethought.
The lion stood up, wind blowing the mane, stretched and promptly laid back down for a nap out of our sight. Jamy said to only shoot on
his word and to wait until he stood again and gave a perfect broadside shot. I replayed the “Perfect Shot” DVD in my mind on where to shoot a lion, I practiced breathing slowly, I played with the scope until I figured this was one soon to be very dead lion. This went on for thirty minutes – no action, no movement, no nothing. Then the situation changed.
Enter stage right, the lioness with the radio collar. She casually strolled near the male I hoped to shoot, looked at him as he stood up, then walked over and laid done. He did the same, but out of my sight.
Jamy then said, “This is not a good situation. If she is the one with the cubs or if she has been accustomed to people, she will charge us if she sees us or she will run for her cubs. Either way, when she moves, the male will stand up and you need to shoot him and be ready.”
At seventy yards, my first shot hit him in the right shoulder spinning him around. He recovered and came on.
Jamy fired a split second before my second shot catching him in the mid-body as my second shot caught the top of his lungs. He was at forty yards and coming up our hill now. He dropped at my shot but was back up quickly and obscured by brush.
Jamy shouted if anyone could see the lioness. I glanced and never saw her. I saw her stop when the first shot hit the male. He had growled/groaned at the shot and she put on the brakes to look at him. I said I could not see her and looked back for the male. I was trying to walk backward to get around a bush and started to fall backwards. I yelled for Willem to push me in the back as he was right there as well. He put a hand on my back and I steadied in time to see the male appear at fifteen yards.
When he rose above the brush, Jamy fired again hitting his back hip knocking down again. He rose a last time dragging that hip and I shot him in the neck. He dropped for good at 12 steps.