Hunting for a Trophy Nyala Bull with Monkane Safaris

By Darrell Sterling

 

I was back in the Limpopo province hunting with Monkane Safari owned and operated by Kereneels Verjon. It was my first day on what would turn out to be a marvelous safari filled with high drama and lots of surprises. The kick-start of the adventure was to find me a mature, trophy-quality nyala bull. We started out well before daybreak after a delicious breakfast prepared by a master chef. We were in the truck heading to a beautiful property known to have a tremendous number of quality nyala bulls.

 

It was a long drive to get to this paradise, but it was well worth the trip. We arrived as day was breaking, cascading sunshine across the rolling hills. We had barely got started when we saw a large nyala working his way up a dry riverbed. I had seen nyala before on another safari, but this bull dwarfed what I had seen before. We barely slowed down to take a look at the bull before it was decided to move along – he just wasn’t what we were looking for. I was shocked! It sure looked like a shooter bull to me. I was aware of the old saying never turn down an animal on the first day that you would shoot on your last day. We were barely ten to fifteen minutes into our hunt, but that bull had tall horns that just spiraled straight up. It was quite an impressive specimen. I immediately asked my PH Gerhard Smit why we had passed on this bull.

 

Gerhard smiled and explained that he was a good bull, but we could do better, especially on this property. The farm we were on was huge – it was vast, covering miles and miles. The property had an enormous lake surrounded by rolling hills and a small mountain range. The various vistas were stunning. Every picture looked like a post card. I knew the property was massive, but I still thought the bull was large enough to make the SCI record book, which is what I wanted.

 

My daughter Misty was with me on this safari as an observer. She looked at me and raised her eyebrows. I knew what she was thinking – Dad that was a big one! We drove for hours crisscrossing through the veld. We spotted plenty of game and stopped to look at zebra and giraffe which seemed to be everywhere. We even saw two kudu bulls that were each well over 50” of curving horns. I was tempted to go off script and attempt to take one of those massive bulls, but I had a nice kudu mounted at home. I had a full dance card hunting new species of game that I had never hunted.  Africa is funny that way. You never know what you might encounter that could change your whole safari. I showed great restraint as I asked my guide to stop the driver so we could judge these two incredible bulls. Gerhard confirmed that they would stretch the tape into the mid 50” range, which is an extraordinary bull. I took a deep breath, exhaled, and told Gerhard that I already had taken a good kudu, but truth was the one I had at home was not nearly as nice as these two magnificent animals.

 

The bulls spooked, as they didn’t enjoy our attention and off they went. We proceeded onward but my mind drifted back to the kudus. We saw many nyala, but most were small males, some very nice, but we hadn’t found anything anyway as nice as the first one we saw. The search continued as we drove across the property to a large lake. I learned that a hippo actually lived somewhere in the lake and had caused problems as it had chased off some folks who had stopped to admire the view and drink in the serenity of the scenery. We skirted along an embankment and moved back into some trees. We saw a couple of good nyala and stopped to take a closer look.

Misty and Darrell Sterling – father and daughter hunting together.

I grabbed my Ruger .30-06, my daughter decided to film using the latest i-Phone which she dug out of her pocket, my PH grabbed the shooting sticks, and we headed off into the bush.  We didn’t have to go far until we saw the nyala. I was excited as I thought that this would be the one for me. But Gerhard just looked and turned, saying let’s go. We quickly loaded up and was back cruising the veld.

 

“I thought he was a good shooter bull,” I persisted.

 

“We can do better,” my PH replied, “as we have all day.” I told my daughter this is what makes a good guide. He could have easily let me shoot any number of bulls we had seen, and I would have been happy, but Gerhard knew the area had really high record-book trophies, and if we were selective and passed enough bulls sooner or later, we were likely to be rewarded. I patted Gerhard on the back and told him I was glad he was my PH and I was sure we were going to have a great safari together!

A picky PH is a major key to any successful hunt. It was now past lunch and there were talks where we might stop to eat. We had hunted hard for the past five hours. I wasn’t opposed to stopping to eat. We wound around a bend in the road and came to a complete stop, as slightly ahead of us on the left were three large nyala bulls. My pulse immediately started racing. Gerhard seemed skeptical but I was pumped.

 

 “There we go!” I said. Once again Gerhard said, “Let’s go take a better look.” We quietly piled out of the truck which then continued on. The bulls were close to the road, but they never really spooked. They simply moved off into the thicker bush. We made our way over, and although they weren’t too far away from us, they were hard to see very well as the bush was incredibly dense.

 

I thought all three bulls looked great I just needed to know if we had finally found a nyala big enough to satisfy Gerhard. We looked them over for what seemed like forever, when Gerhard gave me a single nod of approval.

 

“The one on the left is a good bull.” My mouth immediately went dry. We crept around as the bulls moved even deeper into the bush Gerhard threw up the shooting sticks but when I got up on them, I was way too high up as the bulls went down a little ridge in front of us. We moved around. I dropped down to my knee, preparing for a shot in a kneeling position if I could find the bulls in my scope. It was tough trying to scan through the super-thick brush. I found the bull, but they kept changing positions and moving around. I finally zeroed in on the correct one. Gerhard and I discussed which bull I was on to make sure it was indeed the correct one. I was ready to shoot but I had to hold as there was another nyala directly behind my bull. The bulls were in no hurry and just milled about. My eyes got tired of looking though the scope. I had to pull off and let my eyes rest, and when I thought the animals moved I returned to the scope.

 

I said again to Gerhard, “I’m on him.”

 

“Just wait, he’s starting to clear, wait.” I saw the other bull finally move from behind my bull.

 

“I got em. I’m gonna take him,” I whispered. Gerhard said, “You’re clear.” Finally, I was able to gently squeeze the trigger. The gun barked in my hands. The target in the scope was gone. The bush I was shooting through was so thick I wasn’t even sure I hit him, my bullet could have easily struck a branch and just whizzed by the bull. My PH told me to wait while he got the trackers to go look for sign. A moment later they were standing where I had I shot into the brush.

Above: Placid, peaceful lake on the property.

 

Left: A beautiful pair of bell-shaped horns.

I left my position and went to where the trackers where checking for sign. I was frustrated, thinking that I shouldn’t have pulled the trigger, when they found blood. The tracker said that he saw two bulls running away. The men didn’t go but twenty yards and found my bull piled up in the thick bush.

 

 

 

We couldn’t see him from where we had been standing, it was just that darn thick in there. The sight picture I had in my scope had been clear, the shot was close, but with so much foliage you can’t help but question yourself when you don’t walk straight up to find a downed animal, and we had no blood. When we found the bull, he was still alive but couldn’t get up as he was mortally wounded, so with my PH’s OK I put in two more rounds to end it.

 

 

 

 

It was the first hunt that I had completed with my daughter, who was fascinated with the hunt. She was by my side the whole safari. The bull was a real trophy with beautiful, bell-shaped horns. I have had the good fortune of eating a lot of wild game meat, but nyala, I believe, is the tastiest meat I have ever had the pleasure of eating. It was just fantastic. I gorged like a man starving to death and ate until my stomach ached. It was delicious. Hunting with my daughter, taking a huge trophy bull, and eating the best wild game meat, it is no wonder why I love hunting so much.

 

 

 

 

If you want to take a monster nyala bull, I highly recommend booking a hunt with Monkane Safaris.

 

Terry Mathews’s Elephant – a Football Icon

By Brooke Chilvers

 

You haven’t lived if you haven’t been to a Durty Nelly’s Irish Pub sing-along in the company of Africa’s PHs (professional hunters).

 

“Back in the days,” the biennial Game Conservation International convention (a.k.a. GAMECOIN) in San Antonio drew sportsmen and outfitters from all over the world.  The venue was equally appreciated by a generation of wildlife artists, such as Bob Kuhn, Guy Coheleach, and Terry Mathews, whose early fans and customers were the welcoming, well-heeled members of the international hunting fraternity.

 

It’s noteworthy that Mathews is one of the few individuals in Africa who could attend such conventions as either – or both – PH and artist. (Zimbabwe-born sculptor John Tolmay would be another.) In fact, he attended GAMECOIN’s second conference as a PH, and started exhibiting his sculpture in 1971.

 

Not surprisingly, his is an interesting story, for Mathews was born in England (1931); raised in the Uganda Protectorate in the company of the country’s highly esteemed Chief Game Warden, Captain Charles Pitman; and educated in Kenya where he still lives today.  

 

Mathews dreamed of following in his mentor’s footsteps and becoming a game warden in Kenya.  But life was such that he became a survey cadet and married man instead.  And then, like other young men determined to make a life in the bush and earn a living, Mathews joined the legendary safari outfitter, Safariland, in 1955, before moving on to Ker & Downey Safaris a year later.

 

This was the era of PHs whose names still sing “safari”:  J.A. Hunter, Tony Archer, Tony Dyer, Harry Selby, John Sutton, and Eric Rundgren, to name a few. It was also the era of movies and their stars coming out to Africa, first for filming and then for big-game hunting.  Think Hatari and Hardy Krüger.  Already as a trainee hunter, Mathews was “the wildlife man” for the film Safari, starring Victor Mature and Janet Leigh.  Other “credits” include Call Me Bwana with Bob Hope and Anita Eckberg, and AfricaTexas Style with Hugh O’Brien. 

 

His clientele would include Stewart Granger, Robert Montgomery, and Bing Crosby who hunted seven times with Terry, as well as Texas governor John Connally, and Philip Morris CEO Joseph H. Cullman who returned a dozen times. 

 

Mathews was one of the original members of the East African Professional Hunter’s Association (EAPHA), which disbanded in 1977 when Kenya closed trophy-hunting safaris for good, and one of the founding members of the International Professional Hunters Association (IPHA).

 

Many did not suspect that this white hunter’s hobby was sculpting animals in clay and latex.  Hunting the Big Five, confronting them, understanding shot placement, field dressing and skinning them for taxidermy were all great classrooms for studying animal behavior and anatomy. Still, Mathews says his work is “not strictly representational.” The artist is as interested in moods and movement as in tail length and bones. 

 

By 1967, he and his wife, Jeanne, had formed Mathews Safaris – still in the family today – organizing both hunting and photographic safaris.  But art overtook pursuing dangerous game with dangerous clients when a wingshooting accident in 1968 left him blind in his master eye.  His American hunter had swung and shot at a francolin that flew behind the advancing line of drivers and guns. Although he saw it coming and covered his face with his hands, Mathews was hit by 39 pellets, including the one that reached his eye.  His black eye patch would become as notorious as Moshe Dayan’s.

 

Mathews listened to Major W. G. “Johnny” Raw, manager of Rowland Ward in Nairobi and early compiler of its Records of Big Game, when he suggested the artist start casting his sculpture in bronze.  Mathews’s first bronze-cast sculpture, Striding Out, was already of an outraged elephant. 

 

Within a few years, with the hunting community as his springboard, Mathews was a success.  His works have been shown in over 30 exhibitions on three continents. 

In the late 1990s, Tuscaloosa, Alabama businessman, Jack Warner, commissioned the artist to sculpt his biggest work: the monumental bronze elephant – 24 feet from the tip of its raised trunk to its human heart-sized toe – that would be baptized Tuska.  It took Rungwe Kingdon’s fine-art foundry in England six weeks to cast in bronze the 11 pieces that comprise Tuska, the heaviest weighing two tons.

 

In September, 2000, Mathews and one of his five sons spent 10 days in Tuscaloosa to complete the installation and attend the unveiling of the seven-ton, 19-foot-tall statue at the city’s NorthRiver Yacht Club, where Tuska remained for more than 20 years. They attended a football game at the University of Alabama’s Bryant-Denny Stadium, although Mathews didn’t understand much, despite American GIs showing him the game when he was a youth in England during World War II.  In a recent interview, he recalled Southern hospitality and Southern cuisine.

 

The Westervelt Company recently gifted Tuska to the U of A’s stadium and its Crimson Tide team, specifically, to the front of the stadium on the southeast corner of University Boulevard and Wallace Wade Avenue.  The $415,000 project, paid mostly from donated funds, includes new sidewalks, landscaping, and lighting for viewing the sculpture after dark.

 

You can watch a short film on the elephant’s 10-mile “move” on YouTube. 

 

At 90 years old, I wonder whether Terry Mathews, a British-born African sculptor, could ever have imagined that his African elephant would become the icon of an American football team!

 

I wish there were a YouTube of even 10 minutes of an after-convention evening at Durty Nelly’s, before the hairy-chested Southern African PHs got notoriously out of hand; more than one ended up in the San Antonio River.  I see myself in the old mirror over the piano, carrying a black leather purse that was an actual working clock with Roman numerals.  When it struck midnight, it was time to take off the glass slippers and go home. 

As the wife of professional hunter Rudy Lubin, Brooke Chilvers attended international hunting conventions for 28 years, but GAMECOIN only twice.    

Artistic Visions Wildlife

Company Name: Artistic Visions Wildlife – World Class Taxidermy

Contact: (Owner/Manager) – Aaron Simser

Physical Address:  187 Worman Road, Douglassville Pennsylvania 19518 – USA

Tel Mobile: +1 484-269-7406

Email: info@artisticvisionswildlife.com

www.ArtisticVisionsWildlife.com

 

Tell us a little about your operation

I have had a love of the outdoors since I was a child. Splitting time between hunting and fishing, my early days were always filled with adventures. After high school, I joined the United States Marine Corps and I had the honor to serve my country overseas for two and a half years. It was this experience that gave me a passion for travel and other cultures. After being honorably discharged from the Marine Corps I attended college in the state of Pennsylvania where I started the part-time hobby of taxidermy. Always being very artistic, I picked up the art of taxidermy quickly. After beginning with the typical whitetail deer mounts, my passion for the art quickly evolved into larger animals and more complex designs. That one small decision of picking up a new hobby has turned into a life-changing career for me as well as my staff.

 

How many years in business

We are now beginning our 17th year at Artistic Visions Wildlife. 

 

From a single car garage in a rental home to a new 8,000 square foot facility, Artistic Visions has grown beyond our wildest expectations.  We are proud to have been featured a total of nine times thus far on the cover of Taxidermy Today magazine – the world’s foremost taxidermy magazine – as an African and life-size specialist, as well as being selected for multiple in-store demonstrations at Cabela’s for their staff and customers.  

 

What are your favorite mounts and why? 

Our personal favorite mounts are any African species. Specifically, we like “stacked” style pedestals where we can put multiple animals from the same habitat on a base to create a beautiful scene that tells a story, as well as it being space-saving in a client’s trophy room. Another favorite of ours is anything life-size. Taxidermy preserves and celebrates the memories created on a hunt, and nothing does this in the taxidermy world as well as a life-size mount. It allows the viewer to fully appreciate the actual size and beauty of each trophy. It is the most difficult of all taxidermy styles because of the increased detail and artistry that is needed for each piece to bring that species “back to life”. That is why many other studios either don’t specialize in life-size mounts or don’t take them in at all.  

 

Africa is our passion and is something we hold near and dear to our hearts. My wife Samantha and I have personally been to the Dark Continent over 15 times so far. All of the staff at Artistic Visions Wildlife have experienced Africa at least once to learn and understand the amazing and majestic creatures of Africa in their natural environment. Artistic Visions handles approximately 350 African mounts a year with an average of 8-10 month turnaround on almost all mounts. After nearly two decades of dealing with the chaos of African imports, we have streamlined and simplified the process to make it as painless and efficient as possible for our clients. 

 

I am extremely proud of each and every one of my staff members who work hard to handle our clients’ trophy needs. They are the heart of our company and the reason for our success. 

 

Using only the highest quality materials and continually studying and training in the art of taxidermy, Artistic Visions strives to keep increasing the standards for quality and customer service that our customers deserve.  

 

Any specialty areas you have in the business? 

Cape buffalos are some of the fiercest animals on earth and it is our mission to recreate that “owed money” look. From the elegant gaze of a greater kudu to the regal stance of a giant sable, Artistic Visions takes the utmost pride in complementing your trip of a lifetime. Wildlife Artistry is more than a career for us at Artistic Visions Wildlife, it is our passion. This is what separates us from other taxidermy studios. With extensive accolades and awards in the career of professional wildlife artistry, Artistic Visions is able to accommodate all your African taxidermy needs. No task is too big or too small, with limitless possibilities of custom creations.

 

Let your imagination complete your perfect vision.  

On the Menu: Curried Stir Fried Guineafowl

 

I often use this recipe when out hunting. It is simple and quick, very tasty and can be served as a starter on toasted bread, or if you have enough birds, as the main meal together with a salad. The most time consuming part of this recipe is removing the breasts, and slicing up the ingredients. The cooking is done in a matter of minutes.

 

Everything tastes better in the bush, and serving at least a portion of the morning’s bag is what hunting is about. Clients always enjoy tasting the fruit of their labor, and why bother to hunt and not utilize what nature has give us?

 

The first question hunters ask as they see me cleaning the birds is what about the hanging and maturation of the meat. Well the proof is in the eating. Of course, allowing the enzymes within the meat to do their work ripens the meat, making it softer and tastier. This takes a couple of days, at best. The trick with fresh birds is threefold: Firstly to use freshly shot birds that have not yet stiffened, secondly to use breast meat that has not been bruised and bloodied by shot, and thirdly, not to overcook. The last cannot be stressed enough. The meat will become stringy, tough and dry if cooked too long.

Ruger retrieving a guineafowl.

How much chilli to add is always a contentious issue. The Scoville Scale measures the pungency of chilli peppers, and people who regularly eat spicy food have the ability to progress up this scale. Their tolerance of capsicoids increases, and what will have some sweating and reaching for a glass of cold milk will hardly be noticed by others. Does the addition of chilli mask the flavour of the guineafowl you ask, and the answer depends on your taste buds. My personal view is that he who cooks determines the heat. When I cook I like to taste the chilli, and a light sweat on my temples only adds to the ambiance.

 

Ingredients

4 guineafowl breasts off the bone, enough for 12 servings

2 teaspoons curry powder

1 chilli, deseeded and chopped fine

2 tablespoon olive oil

2 gloves garlic, chopped fine

1 knob ginger, chopped fine

1 medium onion chopped fine

salt and freshly ground black pepper to taste

1 loaf French bread, sliced and toasted over hot coals

Chutney

 

Method

The secret to this dish is to have enough heat, stir continuously and have a taster or two.

Slice the guinea breasts across their breadth, into more or less equal thickness. Heat the oil in a wok. When the oil is hot, add the curry powder, salt and pepper to release the flavour. Then add the onions, chilli, garlic and ginger, stirring regularly ensuring the onions are coated with the oil and spices. As the onions begin to change colour, add the guinea breasts. Keep stirring, ensuring that the meat is separated and well coated by the oil/onion/spice mixture.  Taste, adding salt if necessary, and when it is just cooked, remove from the pan.

To serve, place a teaspoon of chutney on each slice of toast, add the guineafowl, and serve.

Signed copies of Everyday Venison and South African Gamebird Recipes, by Leslie van der Merwe, are available from www.gamechef.co.za

Campfire Thoughts & Reminiscences Part 3

Written by Neil Harmse

 

Poor Man’s Double Rifle

It all started when I bought a ‘slightly’ damaged AyA number 2 shotgun from a friend who had burst the one barrel near the muzzle with a bad reload. I paid R100 for it and had the gun sent off to AyA in Spain for a new set of barrels. Somehow, the gun was ‘lost’ in transit and it was only over a year later that it was finally returned – without the new barrels. Instead of going through the whole exercise again, I decided to cut the barrels down to 18” (46cm) and use the gun like that.

 

After shooting a few guinea fowl and francolin – as well as a warthog and bushpig – with factory slugs, the gun was stored at the back of my safe in favour of other shotguns and rifles.

 

During 1985, while doing game control work in the Lowveld, I again put the AyA to work as a back-up weapon for lion and leopard, using both buckshot and slug loads.

 

While employed as a field guide conducting wilderness trails in the Timbavati on behalf of the Wilderness Leadership School, I had a very narrow shave with a lioness and her cubs. It was about midday and I was leading a group of six trailists back to camp after a morning walk. Having seen no game for quite a while, the group had become a bit disinterested and unobservant in the heat of the day. We were all looking forward to getting back to camp and enjoying a late brunch. Our route took us through a patch of fairly thick acacia scrub, where I suddenly noticed a lion cub under a bush about 5m away.

I knew that the mother, and perhaps the rest of the pride, had to be somewhere close by, and I stopped abruptly, causing the rest of the party to literally bump into me. However, I could see no sign of the lions. The cub then ran off and I stared in the direction it was going. Sure enough, there was the lioness asleep under a bush in the long grass, about 25m away. She had her back to me and was so well camouflaged and blended so well in the grass that I would normally not have seen her. I whispered to the people to freeze, which they did.

 

Mama woke up when the cub reached her and started turning towards us. I could actually see her eyes focus on me. Then, suddenly, she was up and coming with a growl that sounded like a four-letter word! I shouted at her at the top of my voice and she stopped, tail stiff and eyes yellow, growling in a loud, unladylike manner. We stood staring at each other for what seemed like two or three years! I decided to get my party out of there. With my rifle (a .375 H&H, by Whitworth) trained on her, I whispered to the group to back off slowly. This they did, without further encouragement. When they were about 30m away, I decided to move back. I now had a problem: if she charged, she was too close for me to fire a warning shot. I would never be able to reload in time if she still came on. I did not want to shoot a lioness with small cubs.

 

On about my third or fourth backward step, she decided to encourage me to move faster and began her charge. I shouted, but she had heard that one before and took no notice. In desperation, I flung my hat at her. This did the trick and she swerved at about 5m and ran past, with her cubs in tow.

 

Then and there, my heart yearned for the Rigby .450/400 double rifle I had recently sold. I needed a double-barrel weapon for that quick second shot which is so essential in these situations.

 

Out came the AyA again, but I was not too happy with the factory slug loads, so I started experimenting. I bought an RCBS slug mould and modified it to cast a 580-grain lino-type slug. Each slug was annealed to make it harder. I then bought a few Armour Brass 12g cases and experimented with different wads to find the best way of seating the slugs into the cases. I had a friend turn out some loading tools for this cannon and began loading. To the AyA I fitted a set of express sights and after roughly bore-sighting, I zeroed the gun with factory Brenneke slugs.

 

A friend and fellow PH, Frank Schimper and I then took ourselves off to the range with all the reloading paraphernalia, chronograph, etc. I started by checking the factory loads, which clocked an average of 1 221 fps through the AyA. I began by loading 20 grains of MS200, which averaged 821 fps and slowly worked up to 30 grains, which gave me 1 217 fps, almost duplicating factory ballistics with a heavier slug, giving approximately 1 800 ft/lbs muzzle energy.

 

The penetration test was amazing. The Brenneke slug went through five water-soaked directories. The 30–grain load went through eight directories and a half-metre into the soft clay bank behind – this from a range of 25m. The slug was un-deformed, apart from a few chips caused by hitting stones. Both Frank and I were impressed by this.

 

I have since experimented further and have taken loads up to 36 grains, which gave me an average of 1 350 fps and a muzzle energy of about 2 348ft/lbs. Accuracy from these loads was quite acceptable up to 50m.

 

The AyA became my ‘poor man’s double’ and regularly went with me as a defensive weapon on wilderness trails. At all times I felt safe and comfortable with this ‘cannon’.

 

Just a word of warning:

I worked carefully with my loads and checked for signs of pressure. Loads that were safe in my AyA may not be suitable in any other gun. Remember, too, that the AyA had no chokes for the slugs to pass through, as these were cut off. Never fire hardened and lino-type slugs through choked barrels.

To order Campfire Thoughts & Reminiscences – the complete book with illustrations, (US $15 excluding S&H) contact Andrew Meyer at andrewisikhova@icloud.com

The .600 Nitro Express

An amazing collection! 16 original English .600s! The consecutive Purdey rifles are 7 and 8 from the right.

History, Myth and Fact

Text and photos by Cal Pappas

Say it slow. Say it very slow: .600 nitro express.

 

There is something magical about those words. A magic not matched by other big-game cartridges. .450 nitro express? Doesn’t come close. .500 nitro express? Doesn’t make it, either. How about the .577 nitro express? Still, not quite there. Neither is 8-bore or 4-bore. But say “.600 nitro express” and heads turn. Maybe size does matter. The .600 was the largest-bore diameter of the smokeless cartridges in the golden age of Africa and India hunting. It fired the heaviest bullet with the largest number of foot pounds of muzzle energy. The rifles also had the heaviest average weight of nitro double rifles.

 

This magic gave an almost mythical status to those that hunted with the .600. Stories abound of heroic shooters and hunters surviving the ferocious recoil which caused their ears to bleed, tooth fillings coming loose, severe headaches, severely bruised or even broken shoulders, being spun around 180 degrees, being lifted off the ground, as well as elephant being bowled over and Cape buffalo being lifted off their feet… It never ends. So, let’s get the facts straight and take a complete look at the .600.

Origin of the .600

Many writers have used the year 1902 or 1904 to be the year of the .600 cartridge’s introduction. However, the .600 nitro express was discussed and planned in the late 1890s. It is basically a 3-inch 20-gauge brass shot shell launching a bullet of just over two ounces and with a thicker rim, thereby preventing its insertion in a 20-bore shotgun. Alexander Henry, prior to the turn of the 20th century, necked the brass 20-bore shot shell 2¾ inches long, down to accept a .577 bullet, and called his invention the 20-.577. His cartridge equaled the ballistics of the already-famous .577 3-inch black powder express. So, in the late 1890s folks were experimenting with the 20-gauge case for rifle shooting and it can be safely assumed that by 1898 it was a topic of discussion.

 

On 13 January 1899, drawing of a “Proposed Jeffery .600” Bore Cartridge” appeared. This original drawing specified a case of 2.8 inches, a powder charge of 110 grains, and a bullet of 800 grains. Modifications to this original drawing dated to 2 June 1902, increased the bullet weight to 900 grains, lengthened the case to three inches, and reduced the powder charge to 100 grains of cordite. There were also minor changes to the dimensions of the brass case. It was in 1899 that comments and questions about the new cordite cartridges, including the .600, began to appear in shooting magazines in the United Kingdom. The Field may have been the first to discuss the .600 in their issue of 21 October, 1899.

 

Writers have stated the year of the first .600 rifle as 1902, 1903, or 1904. The first Jeffery rifle has many times been given as serial number 12175. The fact is the first .600 rifle was Jeffery number 8231. The factory ledgers state the following statistics: .600 bore under lever snap action, single barrel, A&D (Anson & Deeley) action, 25-inch barrel, sighted to 150 yards, with Krupp barrels. The rifle was made by Saunders, purchased for 19 pounds and sold for 30 pounds on April 30, 1900. The next .600, and the first double rifle, was Jeffery number 8371. The ledger gives the following data: .600 bore, lever over guard, double rifle with back action locks, 25-inch Krupp barrels, sighted to 300 yards, and border engraving. The rifle was also made by Saunders, purchased for nearly 25 pounds, and sold for a 10 pound profit on 28 February, 1901.

 

Due to the rifle’s weight and power, the .600 was slow to gain acceptance and never really gained popularity. Jeffery has been credited with making 32 doubles and 24 single shots rifles in .600 nitro express.  Westley Richards has been listed as making three, Purdey and Holland & Holland with six each, Wilkes making nine. The total production of .600s has been quoted between 75 and 100.

 

In my search of the Jeffery records in July, 2008, I found 70 rifles – 37 doubles and 33 single shots. No one will know the exact number produced by all makers but I would not be surprised if 125 doubles and 75 single shots were made during the vintage years. Wilkes did make nine to be sold under their name, but an uncounted number that were sold “in the white” to the trade. Holland made seven, including the “Last .600” of 1975, and more may surface. Purdey is listed with three up to 1949 and, again, more may surface. (Two Purdey .600s are consecutively serial numbered and owned by a friend). Westley Richard made six up to 1906 and perhaps another seven between 1906 to post WWII. Numerous other makers (whose records are unavailable) made from one to several. We will never know the exact production number. Post-WWII production increased the above numbers somewhat.

 

Original ammunition

 

This was Africa when the .600 was at its prominence.

With an approximate number of 200 pre-WWII .600 rifles produced, the next question is availability of ammunition. The .600 has been written as having two charges of cordite–100 and 110 grains. A figure of 200,000 cartridges has been given for the total production of .600 ammunition. However, .600 rifles have been discovered being regulated for 105 and 120 grains of cordite, and 130-grain charges are listed with Kynoch. The 200,000 figure has not been substantiated but, if it is correct, and 200 double and single shot rifles were produced in the vintage years, which equates to 1000 cartridges per rifle. Quite a number considering how little the .600 was actually used. It was considered as general knowledge that a .600 was not a hunter’s primary rifle but as a backup for a more common caliber, such as a .450.  In examining vintage cartridges, no less than 32 variations in the combinations of bullet styles, bullet metal, primer sizes and primer metal, head stamps, and the type and number of crimps have come to light. I’m sure more will be discovered in the future.

An interesting fact is that Jeffery and Westley Richards were in competition for sales in the largest of rifles. Jeffery touted his .600 and Westley Richards strongly promoted the .577 (the nitro version was introduced approximately the same time as the .600). Old Westley advertisements stated the .577 rifles were lighter in weight, produced less recoil, and had higher foot pounds of energy than the .600. The Jeffery, in turn, stated ballistics of 8400 foot pounds of energy rather than 7600. (The 8400 foot pound figure is indeed achieved with a cordite charge of 120 grains, but this was never loaded commercially).

 

The 100- and 110-grain charges were the most common, and at least two Jeffery rifles exists that are proofed for the 120-grain load. One writer stated that all Jeffery rifles were proofed for the 100-grain charge which is absolutely not the case. Only nine of the 70 Jeffery rifles list the cordite charge in the factory ledgers. It seems most Jeffery rifles were made for the 100-grain charge (and perhaps all of the single shot rifles) and it was a mixture of the 100- and 110-grain charge that was spread between the remainder of the makers. During my research, a unique Westley Richards single shot has been uncovered for a perhaps one-of-a-kind charge of 105 grains of cordite. In addition, Kynoch mentions in an early catalog (1905): “W.J. Jeffery uses 130 grains of cordite which we load on his responsibility.” The sentence was underlined to show its importance. To the best of my knowledge no ammunition for the 105- 120- and 130-grain charges have been discovered, nor has an original rifle regulated for the 130 grains of cordite. A 120-grain Jeffery was advertised and sold at auction around 2010 (I was out-bid), and at least one other exists..

 

A big cartridge must have big and impressive ballistics. 8400 foot-pounds of muzzle energy has been quoted in vintage catalogs and has been repeated in contemporary writings. Muzzle velocity has been quoted at 2000 feet per second and higher. The facts are, standard factory ammunition was listed as 1850 fps for the 100-grain charge of cordite and 1950 fps for the 110-grain charge of the same propellant. 2050 is the velocity for the 120-grain charge and many old catalogs quoted this figure as the accepted velocity for all .600 cartridges. This was to draw attention away from the .600’s closest competitor–the .577 nitro express. The 1850 and 1950 fps velocity figures are from 28-inch test barrels. To obtain an accurate velocity one must subtract approximately 25 fps per inch of barrel less than 28 inches. So, in common 24-inch barrels, the accepted muzzle velocity will be about 100 feet per second slower (i.e. 1750 and 1850 fps for the 100- and 110- grain charges of cordite). The single shot .600 made for 105 grains of cordite and the two known doubles made for the 120-grain charge must have come with custom-loaded ammunition as neither charge has been documented in Kynoch or Eley catalogs.

 

As to the 130-grain charge of cordite: nothing has been seen on the 130 grains charge except the quote as mentioned above by Kynoch, and no rifles have surfaced. To speculate a bit, 130 grains of cordite would propel a bullet of 900 grains at 2150 fps. This would give a muzzle energy figure of 9240 foot pounds of energy. Quite a handful to state the least!

 

Weight of the .600 rifles

Powerful rifles need added weight to control recoil. My 4-bore Rodda weighs in at 23 pounds and with black powder the recoil is unbearable with a 4¼-ounce bullet (1882 grains). The average weight of .600 rifles has been listed as high as 18 pounds, but actually the average is 15½ pounds. While the recoil of a .600 is heavy it is not unmanageable. That said, I owned one of the last batch of seven .600 Jeffery single shot rifles, made for 100 grains of cordite. Acceptable recoil in a 16-pound double rifle, but the recoil was horrendous in my 11-pound single shot. After two shots, I sold it!

 

I have read that in the 1980s, when Bill Feldstein was developing the .700 nitro express, in conjunction with Holland & Holland and Jim Bell, it was determined the most recoil a man could handle was that of a .600 nitro express. To make a .700 to have the felt recoil of a .600, the rifle was to weigh 19 pounds. With that in mind, I have a theory: When the .600 was developed (and then revised in 1902) the .577 nitro express was already in production and the recoil of it was at a shooter’s and hunter’s limit. To make the .600 to have the felt recoil of a .577, the rifle’s weight was increased to average in the 15—16 pound range (about 2-3 pounds greater than the .577).

 

Makers of the .600

Every maker of .600 rifles will never be known as so many factory ledgers and records were destroyed in the bombings of WWII. For the same reason the exact number of .600s will never be known. While some makers of the .600 are still in business today (Holland & Holland, Westley Richards, Purdey and others) .600 rifles were also sold by Army and Navy, Evans, Churchill, Greener, Lancaster, Lang, MacNaughton, Osborne, Rodda, Webley & Scott, and Wilkinson. On the continent, Belgium, French, and German makers produced the .600. The retailers in India included P. Orr, Walter Locke, RB Rodda, Lyon & Lyon, and Manton, and they sold .600s from the makers if requested by a sportsman. They also purchased .600s “in the white” and finished in company shops with their name and serial number. W&C Scott and Son made countless rifles for retailers. (My 12-10-8- and 4-bore rifles and shotguns in the same bore sizes were made by Scott, but all are from different retailers). There were many more .600 makers and retailers, no doubt, and we won’t know of them until a rifle surfaces.

 

Writers throughout the 20th century have stated that all Jeffery rifles were snap action and that all Jeffery doubles were on boxlock actions. Not true! While Jeffery produced the most .600s and most of these were on their snap action, Jeffery also produced a few sidelock double rifle and their first double was an exposed hammer with a Jones under lever. Holland & Holland, Purdey, and R.B. Rodda also produced sidelock .600s. The .600s show a variety of top lever, under lever, snap action, boxlock, sidelock, and falling block single shot rifles produced.

 

The Last .600

Much has been written about this rifle and its near mythical status. It has been written that the owner of this rifle was offered a huge sum of money if he relented and allowed Holland to continue building the .600s. That the rifle was made for an eccentric collector who wanted the best of everything money could buy. That the rifle is stored in an underground grain silo, etc. I have seen and held the last .600. Here are the facts.

 

It was common knowledge in the 1960s that the years of elephant hunting were about over. Ammunition was getting scarce with no hope of Kynoch continuing production. To honor the great .600 cartridge, Holland & Holland decided to build what many at the firm still believe to be the finest rifle they ever manufactured. Began in 1970 and completed in 1975, it was ordered by, and sold to, a gentleman from the Midwest. He and his son had a 50-50 share in this rifle. The son, who is the owner of the rifle now, told me he wanted to go in 50-50 with his father so it would be in his collection someday. Holland stated it was to be the last rifle of this caliber they would produce. The rifle was sold with that understanding. The father and son hunted in Africa numerous times and collected many fine rifles–including several vintage .600s–as a labor of love, long before it was stylish to do so. The “last .600” remains in the family collection and is unfired to this day. It is most assuredly NOT in a grain silo!

 

One unconfirmed story is that Holland &Holland, knowing the glory days of elephant hunting and cartridges for the rifles were coming to an end, was to build a series of three “last” rifles–.600, .577. and .500 nitro expresses. Only the .600 was produced. Why the .577 and .500 were not produced has been lost to history–if they were planned to be made at all.

In the 1980s an American collector and hunter with vast African experience approached Holland & Holland to build him a .600. The company refused as they were bound by the contract with the purchaser of the “last .600.” As the .600’s production at Holland &Holland was at an end, the company designed the .700. A few years later, when Holland & Holland was approached by additional collectors regarding a .600, they came to an agreement with the owner of the “last .600” to again begin production. A pair of Royal 20-bore shotguns, in individual oak and leather cases, was produced for the owner, and Holland & Holland again resumed .600 production as they were released from the contract.

The engraving on the author’s .600 Wilkes was recognized by John Blower as Bill Pridham’s rifle.

Vintage users of the .600

As with anything, no matter how good or great it is, detractors will always surface. David Blunt wrote, “the double .600 has too heavy a bullet for the charge of cordite.” James Sutherland wrote of the .600 having less penetration than the .577 and also the heavier weight (16 pounds compared to the .577’s 13 pounds) “…renders it a much more awkward weapon to handle.” J.A. Hunter was not too fond of the .600 but did admit the power of the .600 was great. “If you hit an elephant on the head with one of these bullets, he will be knocked back on his hunkers.” However, most comments were positive.

 

Marius Maxwell, an early 1900s photographer, owned perhaps the finest .600 of his day. His Greener was ordered with two sets of barrels and the engraving was of the highest quality.

 

Major Percy Horace Gordon Powell-Cotton used a .450-400 and a .600; both rifles by Jeffery. His hunting and endorsements are prevalent in early Jeffery catalogs. “In answer to your inquiry as to how I like the rifles you made for me for my recent expedition in Equatorial Africa, I am pleased to say that they gave me every satisfaction. The .600 Cordite Ejector is the handiest and least uncomfortable to fire of any large bore I have used. Its accuracy, penetration, and stopping power I consider all that can be wished. One frontal shot fired at an elephant at 40 yards penetrated 27 in. Through successively skin, bone, flesh, bone, brain, and bone, the beast of course dropping at once.”

 

F.W.F. Fletcher, a tea farmer in India, wrote, “Encouraged by my experience with the .450, I invested in a .600 high velocity rifle by Jeffery. Of the tremendous power of this rifle, it is scarcely possible to convey on paper…”

 

Karl Larsen, a Danish hunter, used a .600 rifle regulated for the heavy 120-grains cordite charge. He is quoted in a Jeffery catalog, “This photo of the skins of seven lions shot by him in two minutes on the 20th of January, 1909, in P.S.W. Africa with the .600-bore made by them for him in 1907.”

 

Hans Schomburgk, of Germany, hunted with a pair of .600 rifles by Jeffery and a third from Simson of Suhl, Germany. Hans wrote, “Right from the start I had a keen eye on Larsen’s rifle…(we) came to terms and he traded his .600 for my .400 Express and an amount of cash.”

 

Charles Mahauden of Belgium hunted with a .600 as did elephant hunter, Bill Pridham. John Blower, Bill’s partner for a time stated his .600 Wilkes was his “insurance policy.”

 

R.L. Sutton, MD, used a .600 Jeffery in his African safari, and Elmer Keith wrote of the rifle, and a well-known photograph of Elmer supposedly in full recoil with the barrels pointing skyward supposedly in full recoil.

 

John ‘Pondoro’ Taylor owned two .600. One he sold as it double discharged so he could only load one barrel. He wrote extensively of his .600 experience in his classic African Rifles and Cartridges. While Taylor agreed the .577 had greater penetration, he said the .600 penetrated enough!

 

In the present day, Bill Feldstein used a .600 on many of his Africa safaris and Mark Sullivan has more experience with a .600 than any living hunter.​

The Jeffery .600 owned by the Maharaja of Rewa.

The author’s .600 Wilkes

In the early 1990s I saw a John Wilkes .600 double for sale at a local antique store in Anchorage, Alaska. The price was out of my reach then—$10,500 was on the tag and it sold for $1000 less. Some months later I noticed the Wilkes at a friend’s house. I enquired about the rifle, said I admired it a few years prior, and asked should the owner wish to part with it to give me first refusal. 

 

Well, over a dozen years passed. John and I have been friends for decades but one day in 2008 he phoned and asked if I was still interested in the Wilkes .600 as it was time for him to pass it on. Was I still interested? Does a bear…? My check book flew out of my pocket when the echo of the price was still fading in the air. The rifle rested in a new oak and leather case that was made in South Africa with a nice complement of accessories. Also were dies, a bullet mold, and enough jacketed bullets and brass cases to last a lifetime or two.

 

The rifle shot well and the recoil was nowhere as horrible as past authors wrote. I decided to do a book on the .600, had 2000+ copies printed and they have long since sold out. In my research of the caliber and the glorious rifles that chambered this magnificent big-game cartridge, I began to backtrack my .600 to see if I could determine its origin.

 

The factory ledger did not supply the name of the original owner, but I did find out Wilkes made nine double .600s with their name, and an uncounted number sold to the trade “in the white.” Interestingly, about half of the Wilkes .600s weighed a proper 15½ to 16 pounds. The remaining half were built on a .500 frame and weighed 10½ to 11 pounds. I imagine the recoil was quite stiff on those lighter rifles (a friend has one but I have not shot it)!

 

I located one-third of the Wilkes rifles and another two I was unable to make contact with. I did learn my rifle came from the UK before it turned up in the Anchorage antique shop. I also learned an elephant hunter in the post WWII years hunted with a .600 Wilkes: Bill Pridham. As I wanted to learn about Bill, I asked about him when visiting Zimbabwe. Retired professional hunter John Northcote said Bill had passed away after living out his years on the Isle of Man, but his widow was still there. He also suggested I contact John Blower, Bill’s partner. 

 

I contacted Bill’s widow. His .600 was put in storage with the police when he retired from his hunting career. After many years the time limit of police storage was over and the rifle needed to be sold. It left the UK a short while before turning up in Alaska. The trail’s scent was getting stronger.

 

I also emailed John Blower in Wales. John and his wife had a summer home in the UK as he loved gardening. In the winter he lived in southern Vermont at his wife’s family home. (His wife, Wendy, and her family were the inspiration for the book and movie Life With Father). In the winter of 2010-11 I was planning to vacation at my mother’s home in western Massachusetts and hoped to visit John. What a small world! John and Wendy’s home was a 20-minute drive from my mother’s home and only a mile from my mother’s parent’s summer home on the West River—just across the river on a covered bridge. Mom knew John’s home and swam in the river as a child.

 

John’s life and his romance with Wendy is a storybook tale. His game department adventures gave him a lifetime of memories of an Africa that will never be seen again. He was setting up a game department in Uganda when Idi Amin came to power, and John departed to Ethiopia to work there. I brought my Wilkes on the 5500-mile drive and showed it to him. He recognized it immediately as Bill’s rifle from the engraving and wood grain! Then he wrote a short note confirming this in his book, Benagi Hill, that I purchased and brought with me for John to sign.

 

My rifle is even more treasured now, and shooting it is still great fun. I load 160 grains of IMR 4831 powder to propel a 900 grains Woodleigh soft-nose bullet at 1900 fps mv. and 155 grains of the same powder I use with a Woodleigh solid. Over the years I have taken several Cape buffalo, three water buffalo, two hippo, an Alaska moose, and plains game such as warthog, wildebeest, waterbuck, and zebra. The rifle turns heads in the field as it does at the range. 

 

Time goes by and I am getting on in years. Soon it will be time to pass the Wilkes .600 on to another to treasure as have I.

Cal Pappas

 

 

The author with Holland’s Last .600.


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