We continued northbound at 3:30 in the morning. Our next stop was the farm, just outside of Kamanjab, and as we pulled in at around nine in the morning I can conclude that it was a long journey without doubt and with almost 35 hours of travel in a car, you feel quite rough afterwards. That is a fact!
Cattle farming or hunting
More or less the whole of Namibia is divided into private farms where many of them then are divided into smaller farms. The hunting farm that I’m visiting is a 12 000 hectares unfenced farm that borders with two other farms of similar proportion and setup, providing a huge area for the wildlife to roam free. It’s amazing to see the difference between the vegetation of a cattle farm and a hunting farm. Even though we’re currently in the rainy season and the vegetation is green and lush you see a very evident difference between the two. Cattle really do destroy the vegetation. One should take this aspect into consideration when you look upon hunting tourism and hunting farms.
The farm is owned by a private family who takes care of the area and lives off, together with their staff, what it has to offer in terms of wild meat, tourism and own grown crops. The owner makes it very clear that this farm doesn’t want big volumes of hunters coming to their farm, in fact, they wish to keep the number low. This is what they believe in and this is how they will run their farm.
Find my aim
After a cup of tea and with a delicious lunch in between, the basics of hunting was taught, with a majority of the time was spent to test fire the rifle and set the aim in order to become as comfortable as possible with the rifle. Much emphasis was put upon where to aim in order to drop the animal with minimal suffering.
Though this part was the skeptical one in my eyes, on how a first time hunter was to be given the option to hunt without any previous experience or license, I felt more and more at ease as the afternoon went along. I got comfortable with the rifle and I put the shots where I aimed, while the whole time being told about factors like movement, wind and the importance to aim in the right area. I’m not sure if this feeling and confidence will be present when the moment occurs, but for now I felt I had got enough. I spent the evening before falling asleep, reading a very descriptive book on “the killer shot” in order to make sure that the possible suffering was to be kept to a minimum.
Macho and chauvinistic?
The assumption I brought with me from home, that hunters are all macho and want to show off in a chauvinistic way was quickly erased. The amount of passion and respect that was shown and told by the hunter was touching. It was genuine and I don’t doubt that it was all a show. It was real.
Tomorrow we’ll be heading out early in the morning for my first real hunt. I have no idea how I will react, but I do feel quite comfortable at the moment.
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