Four Paces from Death (part 07)

by david on December 4, 2012

Day six started earlier than normal.  Phil wanted to go to the high observation spot and do some glassing at sunrise, and it paid off.  We saw a small group of buffalo across the river bed feeding about 100 yards in on the other side.  Phil decided to leave our tracker, Leonard, up top to spot for us as we made our way across the riverbed.  He also decided we would go over the edge and straight down to the river bed instead of taking the road.  That would allow us to catch up to the buffalo before they moved into the really thick stuff.  So, over the edge of the cliff we went.  We traveled approximately 100 yards vertically and 15 yards horizontally.  I was ready for a short break to catch my breath at the bottom, but no, we ran, in a crouched position yet, the 300 yards across the river bed through the extremely soft sand.  I thought I was going to die.  Thankfully, we slowed down to a crawl when we started our stalk.               

 

      We spent the next forty-five minutes sneaking through the bush.  Even with Leonard spotting for us, we were unable to find our bull.  Just as we were ready to give up, Leonard frantically radioed us.  He was whispering into the radio that the herd of buffalo had crossed behind us and was now were on the other side of the river.

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