The Leopard

Remember the warthog I found? It was Ken's leopard that killed this warthog.
From tip of tail to the tip of his head he stood at 6ft, 10 inches.
George said he knew Ken made a perfect shot on the cat because the leopard never tried to pull out the broadhead from its leg.
Pick a spot.
This was Ken's second attempt trying to get a leopard. In 2004, he hunted with George's dad, Lou Hallamore and they never saw a male leopard.

He took his shirt off. He took his shoes off. For Towel it was an honor to carry Ken's leopard to the truck.

The next morning when the search for the leopard began. George told me, "DO NOT get out of this truck for any reason. Do you understand what I just said?" Yes George. The cat had traveled 50 yards behind the blind before expiring. Ken said the first thing he saw was the sun light shining on his spotted belly. That was when I heard a loud "YES" from inside the truck!!!!!
George Hallamore and Ken. It took 10 days of hard hunting before the success of the hunt could be celebrated.

Ken trying to get the broadhead out of the cat's leg.

With his bow in hand Ken holds the beautiful leopard. We have a place in our home where he will recline on a log and be honored by the Cook Clan.
Ken, Jimson, George, Game Scout and Absent.
This is an amazing picture. This is Africa!! This is Towel...