Thread: hunting incompetence

This goes back about 30 years, to when I was a young conservation officer in South Africa. A drunken party of meat hunters, on the last night of their trip, one one if their party hadn't shot anything. It was dark, and the group set out with a whole lot of liquor inside them, armed with a torch and their rifles. One if the party spotted a pair of eyes up high, in a tree, and for whatever reason they egged the guy to shoot it. He did. Right between the eyes. All hell seemed to break loose, and there was noise and chaos, completely out of proportion to anything that belonged in a tree. When they got closer, in the torchlight they saw a dead giraffe, with a neat hole in its forehead, cleanly dispatched. The only problem now was that you pay for what you kill, and giraffe are not exactly cheap. In fact, they got a bill (and this was back in the early 90's) for about $10k. A cheap meat hunt turned into a rather expensive weekend, all things considered!