The First Lion

He’s roaring fear, You’re stupid if you’re not afraid, He’s built to destroy, That’s how he was made. See the tail flicker, A single black weave, See his mane waver, In that soft breeze. Hear his call, It shatters the quiet, Hear that first note, Of the bush’s wild...

Big Gun for the Little Lady

It was mid-morning on 14 May 1973, when the King Air carried my friends and fellow Michiganders, Joyce and Erwin Wilson, with all their gear, including hunting equipment and food. The plane landed on a dirt runway in Caprivi, the northeastern corner of Namibia. The...

Our 139-mile Elephant Hunt

By Divan Labuschagne   It was April, and the vegetation in Bwabwata was thick. Grass towered six feet tall in some places with visibility mere meters. I love this time of year, up close and personal with some of my favorite species – elephant and buffalo....

Respect the River

By Tayvi Rae Stilson   I kept thinking, “What will my family do if I die in Africa?”   This is the story of how I died.  Well, not literally, but a little inside.   From the time I was a little girl living in a small town in the United States, I wanted to...

There is a Time and Place for Everything

This Texas heart shot founds its way into the vitals and we had our trophy. By Ricardo Leone   While a respectable number of hunters may wish to debate the ethics of taking a Texas heart shot as your initial shot on big game – few will dispute the effectiveness...