At Chifudze Camp day 8. This is Ian, who is almost 21 years old. He is studying to be a PH. It takes three years in Zimbabwe to become a Professional Hunter.
Red breasted roller.
Some of the rock here looked liked lava rock. Some of the rock formations were amazing.
This corner was the local bus stop. Most everyone walked wherever they went.
George looking at another area to hang a bait.
Me standing at the edge of a dried river. The rains arrive in the middle of November and it will rain until the end of January. Graham tells me after the rains the transformation in the landscape will be unrecognizable because of the new greenery.
The baobab tree towering over its kingdom. Ken is following the road that has lead us to so many of our dreams. We are blessed and grateful..
This is the iron that was used to iron our clothes everyday while in camp. Hot coals go inside the iron. The reason for ironing the clothes everyday was to prevent any flying insects eggs from hatching on our clothes.
Ken is pointing on the map where we are hunting. The Omay concession is three million acres.
This is a strangling fig tree. The root of this tree is white, and it attaches to the rock and grows down into all the cracks and crannies of the stone.
We bounced/drove by this rock everyday. I called it mushroom rock.
We finally caught up with the cape buffalo.
This tree is where a lioness climbed to try and eat the bait that was hanging. Lions aren't very good at climbing. That's why all the claw marks. We could see where she fell out of the tree. I guess this caused her to give up.
I found this cape buffalo skull while wandering thru the bush.
Find the road that will lead you to your dreams.
This was my bed at the Chifudze camp.
Where we found big leopard tracks, George found a rib cage wedged between two rocks in the creek. He assumed it was the rib cage of an impala that the leopard had just fed on. So while they were sitting up a place for the blind, I was out looking around. This was what I found. You are looking at a giant warthog his teeth measured 15 inches on both sides and 19 inches of width between the two teeth. We decided the leopard had killed this warthog not an impala. I will be telling you more about the warthog a little later.
This road sign I found to be funny.
The mustache flower. After it blooms the pod opens up to look like a mustache.
A "don't know what it's called" bird. There were lots of these around.
Anteater den.
The reason why the anteater made his hole here, Ant heap.
Bouncing down the road one morning I looked over and saw a dead impala beside the road. We stopped to take a look and found he was caught in a snare. We pulled several snares from the area. Snares are a sad slow death.
A male leopard track.
The dining area at the Chifudze camp.
This was the veranda we would all gather on in the evenings at Chifudze. At night we would hear elephants trumpeting, bush bucks barking, lions roaring, and leopards calling. Pretty crazy to think about all the animals we would hear. It's a jungle out there.
At Chifudze Camp day 8. This is Ian, who is almost 21 years old. He is studying to be a PH. It takes three years in Zimbabwe to become a Professional Hunter.
Red breasted roller.
Some of the rock here looked liked lava rock. Some of the rock formations were amazing.
This corner was the local bus stop. Most everyone walked wherever they went.
George looking at another area to hang a bait. 
Me standing at the edge of a dried river. The rains arrive in the middle of November and it will rain until the end of January. Graham tells me after the rains the transformation in the landscape will be unrecognizable because of the new greenery. 
The baobab tree towering over its kingdom. Ken is following the road that has lead us to so many of our dreams. We are blessed and grateful..
This is the iron that was used to iron our clothes everyday while in camp. Hot coals go inside the iron. The reason for ironing the clothes everyday was to prevent any flying insects eggs from hatching on our clothes.
Ken is pointing on the map where we are hunting. The Omay concession is three million acres.
This is a strangling fig tree. The root of this tree is white, and it attaches to the rock and grows down into all the cracks and crannies of the stone.
We bounced/drove by this rock everyday. I called it mushroom rock.
We finally caught up with the cape buffalo.
This tree is where a lioness climbed to try and eat the bait that was hanging. Lions aren't very good at climbing. That's why all the claw marks. We could see where she fell out of the tree. I guess this caused her to give up.
I found this cape buffalo skull while wandering thru the bush.
Find the road that will lead you to your dreams.
This was my bed at the Chifudze camp.
Where we found big leopard tracks, George found a rib cage wedged between two rocks in the creek. He assumed it was the rib cage of an impala that the leopard had just fed on. So while they were sitting up a place for the blind, I was out looking around. This was what I found. You are looking at a giant warthog his teeth measured 15 inches on both sides and 19 inches of width between the two teeth. We decided the leopard had killed this warthog not an impala. I will be telling you more about the warthog a little later.
This road sign I found to be funny.
The mustache flower. After it blooms the pod opens up to look like a mustache.
A "don't know what it's called" bird. There were lots of these around.
Anteater den.
The reason why the anteater made his hole here, Ant heap.
Bouncing down the road one morning I looked over and saw a dead impala beside the road. We stopped to take a look and found he was caught in a snare. We pulled several snares from the area. Snares are a sad slow death.
A male leopard track.
The dining area at the Chifudze camp.
This was the veranda we would all gather on in the evenings at Chifudze. At night we would hear elephants trumpeting, bush bucks barking, lions roaring, and leopards calling. Pretty crazy to think about all the animals we would hear. It's a jungle out there.
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