On the fourth day hunting LD eland we picked up the tracks of two bulls at around 7am and followed them for about 2 hours. The droppings were shiny and moist, and we knew we were close. 

As we moved over a slight hill, I spotted the two bulls moving in front of us, diagonally. Due to thick cover, we couldn’t get in a shot, so we attempted to follow them, but as we reached the point where I had last seen them the wind changed, and as we followed them, we realized that they had caught wind of us and had run. 

Dejected, we continued following them for another two hours and eventually gave up as we saw that they were headed for the park boundary. We were under pressure as Adam had only two more days to hunt due to his obligations at the Super Bowl. 

We decided to take a rest during the midday heat and around 3pm decided to walk up the park boundary to see if there was any movement. After an hour, I saw some roan and then suddenly, a group of 10-12 eland bulls appeared and moved across our front. I pointed out a particular bull and Adam took his opportunity as the bull was on move. 

A single shot and the bull was down.

Written by Frank Zits

After the Big Five (lion, leopard, rhino, elephant, and Cape buffalo), hunting forest bongo possibly rates next, or at least high, on the list of dream safaris for most African game hunters. There are two types of African bongos, the western or lowland bongo and the mountain bongo. The western bongo is found in the dense forests of western and Central Africa, Cameroon and Republic of Kongo while the mountain bongo inhabits the forests of central Kenya.

I was fortunate enough to hunt western bongo on five trips between 2014 and 2018 in the Central African Republic (CAR) with the renowned professional hunters, Jacques LeMaux and Thomas Kolaga. I hunted in an area called Rafai, which is approximately 550 miles east of Bangui, the capital of CAR, and along the edge of the Bomu River, near the Congo border.

The challenge of hunting bongo starts with getting there. It did not help that CAR was in the middle of a civil war (still ongoing) that erupted in 2012 when the Selena, a coalition of rebel groups, accused the government of failing to abide by peace agreements, which led to the ousting of President Francois Bozize. The CAR is a beautiful country with vast forests, but has been plagued by war and poverty. The CAR was a French colony from the late 19th century until 1960 when it gained independence. French and Sango are the official languages, but there are scores of other regional and local languages and dialects. The pygmy forest people that we hunted with spoke their own ancient language as well as French. However while bongo hunting few words are spoken and most communication is made through hand gestures.

Pygmies are some of the best trackers in the world. The team consisted of seven men. The PH, two porters, three trackers and the client. The men will stay on a specific set of tracks until the track is lost, at which point the trackers would fan out in different directions based on intuition. As soon as one of them picks up the trail, they would tap on their leg and the others would fall into line behind the lead tracker. The Pygmy trackers are accompanied by their hunting dogs. The dogs are on leash until the bongo is located, startled, and breaks cover. These dogs are bred for hunting bongo, and also for hunting monkeys and duikers in the off season for food.

Bongo are the second-largest (after eland) and one of the most colorful among African antelopes. The western bongo has a deep orange color with vertical white body stripes. It has a black face with a white chevron nose marking. They are primarily nocturnal and depending on the location can weigh 600 pounds. The bongo in the CAR are larger bodied due to the many grass areas between the Boma forests.  A bongo can live more than 20 years. As they get older their horns not only grow longer, but they start to splay to the outside as seen in the some of these photos. Typically, your PH will be looking for an older solitary male. The tracking process could take 2-5 hours. If the male is joined by females or sub-adults, the PH will call the hunt off and start again the next day on a new track. If we continued it would be likely the dogs would pursue the younger or weaker, rather than the trophy male.

Bongo live in the dense vegetation of the rain forest. The rays of light filter through the forest canopy. You learn to move slowly and carefully, using pruning shears to snip small vines as you go. You have to move slowly because many times animals are very close. When tracking bongo in the deep forest, you look for tracks near saline’s or mineral springs. The Pygmy people are wonderful to work with. Their sixth sense, vision and hearing is incredible. They don’t miss anything. Once, one of our trackers was pointing to one of the thousands of towering trees that make up the forest canopy. He explained that there was a snake going into a hole looking for bird eggs.  I had to use my binoculars to see it. It was forty feet up in a tree and eighty yards away! You learn to trust the Pygmy’s instinct as they are walking ahead of you.

Hunters always take photos of their trophies in the field, but for taxidermy reasons, I always take additional detailed reference photos and I encourage my clients to do the same. It is important to photograph each side of the animal’s face, including the top and bottom. When I mount an animal, I refer back to the photos for the specific characteristics of the animal. These references help us with the bone structure, muscles, and veining to accurately depict the original animal. It is also helpful to have pictures of the animal’s neck and overall body proportions. 

As I noted, bongos are known for their brilliant dark orange color with vertical stripes. There is a beautiful contrast between these colors and the green vegetation. Often they are mounted in an alert position to show off the length of their horns. However, in the forest, you will generally see bongos with their heads lowered and their horns laid back. They do this so that they can run through the thick vegetation with ease.

When we build the habitats or dioramas around mounts, whether it be for a typical client’s trophy room or for larger installations, like Johnny Morris’s of Wildlife Museum in Springfield, Missouri. I frequently look back to my photographic references and notes for inspiration. Johnny Morris’s museum has many different African displays and environments in which we were very fortunate to work closely with him, his designers and fabricators on. We mounted over 160 life size African mammals and birds.

Central Africa Season 2014.

Detail of light reflection on water in forest.

While I am on these expeditions, I photograph trees, the texture of the bark, the leaves, what the trees look like from a distance and also how the light shines through the forest canopy. A good mural painter can paint the way the light comes through the forest at a certain time of day. As an observer you are able to tell whether it is morning or evening light.  It is great when you see this accurately depicted.

Water clear resins are use d to duplicate the springs or streams in the forest and reflections of light on the water. When I worked on the museum project, I worked with two of the top muralists in North America, the Wolken brothers, Adam and Aaron, from Springfield, Missouri. They spent seven years researching, designing, and painting murals for the museum with great attention to detail in their painting of landscapes, skies, trees, vegetation, as well as other animals. Many of their murals captured a specific time of year and direction of light in the forest. Their work is on par with the murals in the Museum of Natural History.

I have been fortunate to hunt many parts of Africa. Despite it’s challenges, bongo hunting is at the top of my list.  A bongo hunt is like no other African hunt, and should you find yourself planning one of these trips you won’t be disappointed.

Written by Jon Fossil

Thirty yards in front of me, two huge Cape buffalo were repeatedly goring each other in a battle to the death.

We had been following these two Dagga Boys for several hours and were now only 30 yards from the two combatants with nothing but a small bush between us. I was only carrying my new Ten-Point crossbow armed with three heavy bolts each tipped with two-blade 200-grain single bevel broadheads. While I had practiced extensively with it, this would be my first attempt to bring down an animal using it, and now here I was just yards away from two adrenaline-charged 2,000-pound Cape buffalo!

As I eased around the left side of the bush and rested my crossbow on my tripod I was reminded of ‘lack Death’, the well-deserved epithet for Africa’s Cape buffalo. I knew of several hunters who were severely wounded or killed by charging Cape buffalo. Would I be next?

My hunt began as an 80th birthday present to myself. I was hoping to shoot all the Dangerous Seven on the same trip, with as many as possible using my crossbow. My wife, Siri had already taken the Dangerous Seven on previous safaris – a leopard in Mozambique, Cape buffalo, a hippo, a 14’4”crocodile, a huge lion (#1 for a woman) in Zambia, and an 83-pound elephant in Botswana, plus a darted white rhino in South Africa. She had joined me with the objective of adding several species to her list in her quest for Safari Club’s prestigious Diana Award, given each year to the most successful woman hunter who helps achieve SCI’s mission of “Protecting the Freedom to Hunt and Promote Wildlife Conservation Worldwide”.

Beautiful wildflowers in Zambia.

Our safari began in Zambia with Fico Vidale Safaris to hunt lion, leopard, hippo and crocodile as well as a variety of plains game. The lions and leopard were either too young or too smart, never giving me the opportunity to bag the right one with my crossbow. However, I had already taken a lion and leopard in Zambia with a compound bow, so I didn’t need them to complete my Dangerous Seven goal. However, I did shoot a hippo and an enormous 14’ 2” crocodile at 50 yards with my .375 H&H magnum, and a very large roan antelope at 389 yards with my wife’s .300 Win Mag. My wife was successful with a good sitatunga and red lechwe.

After three weeks in Zambia we moved to Botswana’s NG8 to hunt with Mike Murray and Tholo Safaris. Mike is known as one of the two top professional elephant hunters in Africa. The 83-pound elephant that my wife had shot was with Mike in 2021, making a perfect frontal brain shot from 40 yards. I was hoping for the elusive 100-pounder, and late in the afternoon on the first day of the hunt we snuck to within 30 yards of a very large elephant. When Mike told me it would clearly be larger than my wife’s elephant, I didn’t hesitate. “Let’s shoot him!”

 A side brain shot from my .375 magnum knocked him down, but seconds later he stood up and began to walk slowly away in the fading light. We finished him with a couple of insurance shots. His largest tusk weighed 91 pounds! Not quite the 100 pounder I was hoping for, but a magnificent tusker nonetheless. He provided the local villagers with enough meat to feed them for many months.

We then moved to Mike Murray’s free-range property in South Africa to hunt Cape buffalo and plains game. I never expected the dramatic situation that would unfold a mere 30 yards in front of me. Thirty yards in front of me, two huge Cape buffalo were repeatedly goring each other in a battle to the death.

When I aimed at the first bull and pulled the crossbow’s trigger, the buffalo slumped to the ground with a perfect heart shot, but the second, somewhat larger bull, kept trying to gore him while he was down. My PH, Sakie Retief, whispered, “Shoot the second one.” Now, with one bull on the ground and the second very angry bull continuing to attack him, I was again reminded of Black Death. The fact that my PH was behind me with a .470 double rifle was little comfort at such close range. However, I eased around the right side of the bush and fired a broadside shot from a mere 25 yards. Even though the buffalo was fatally hit in the lungs his adrenaline kicked in, and he walked slowly into a very thick stand of trees and bushes. Sneaking closer, my second shot split a 4” tree branch and the buffalo walked even deeper into the thick cover. He was waiting for us in a tangle of downed trees, giving me hardly any shooting lane. But I found a very small opening which gave me only a shot at his spine from less than 10 yards. The shot knocked him down, and one more shot finished him.

Siri’s Gold medal Cape Kudu.

The power of the crossbow, the speed of its bolt and its lethal effect is staggering! I have shot three Cape buffalo with a bow, and two with a rifle. It seems that when hit with an arrow just behind the shoulder the buffalo just doesn’t know what hit him, and he walks away without charging. I believe that with a bullet, they hear the loud “boom” and feel the tremendous shock of the heavy slug. The bow is silent and the broadhead slips between their ribs without the shocking effect of a bullet.

Now I had two huge buffalo down. We dragged the second one next to the first one and measured them both. They were 45” and 47½” respectively. Both were considerably bigger than my previous 44” best. My PH told me that he had never even heard of two Cape buffalo that large being shot so close together, even with a rifle. What a great 80th birthday present!

We ended our hunt in South Africa with Tam Safaris where I shot a 45” sable and darted a black rhino. My wife shot an aardwolf, a bat-eared fox, an Eastern Cape kudu, and an Eastern Cape grysbok.

This was my 28th trip to Africa. I love the wildlife, the scenery, the food and the wine. I also love the people, the hunting and photographic opportunities.

Next year I will be bringing my whole family.