ITH MY annual hunting day nearing, a lot of planning and discussions had already taken place around various campfires and now it was a matter of putting these plans into action. I packed my hunting gear and readied myself, mentally and physically, for the challenging hunt that lay ahead. This was going to be a good, old-fashioned hunt with lots of walking on one of my favourite farms in the Weenen area of KwaZulu-Natal. I was hoping for something different, possibly a kudu or even
