Cape Buffalo Hunts South Africa | Big Game Hunting Escape by William Charles Baldwin
I saw across the Pongola(7) an immense herd of buffaloes, and my fellows were most anxious that I should shoot them a fat cow. I got on a large open plain between them and their stronghold, the bush we were then in, and ensconced myself behind a very small low bush below the wind, with two double guns, and sent my fellows a long way round, above wind, to drive them towards me. There must have been 300, and they came directly for me, at a slow trot, making the earth shake, and raising clouds of dust. I lay as close as a hare in her form on the open plain nothing but this little shrub, perhaps three feet high and four feet in circumference until the leaders of the herd were within three lengths, and I saw every probability of being trampled to death. I jumped into the air as high as possible, with a tremendous shout. The whole herd, for a few seconds, appeared panic stricken, and remained stock still.
I selected a sleek, glossy, dumpy cow, and fired, and never raised such a commotion in my existence. I was almost deafened by the rushing noise, and blinded by the dust. I fired, however, my other three barrels into the middle of the dust, but could hardly hear the report; and not until the dust cleared away, some 300 yards, I saw the whole herd going away, and my little pet, Smoke, at their heels. She picked the wounded cow out of the whole herd, stuck to her till she died, a mile ahead, and whilst we were trying to hit off her blood spoor, came back to us, and trotted on ahead, and took us to the cow, the only one bagged.
A buffalo is a dangerous animal, from being so very quick. One day I had stalked close up to some lying down in long grass, and had cautiously, by taking advantage of every opportunity, got to a forked tree within twenty yards, when I whistled low to alarm them gently, and then slowly rose. I fired at the best cow full in the breast, and sprang, at the same instant, almost into the fork, and was knocked out of it again as quickly with the tremendous charge she made against the trunk, almost splitting her skull, and rolling over dead at the tree root, shot dead through the middle of the heart. Another time I and my companion(8) both fired together at an old bull, hitting him hard, and I was chasing him at my best pace, for a second shot , when I became aware of another galloping alongside me, twenty five yards to my right, on the open. I pulled up immediately, aimed forward, and fired, hitting him in front of the shoulder blade, and, in all my experience, I never saw one knocked over like that. His legs flew from under him, and he lay sprawling some lengths ahead. There was a low thorn tree between us, with wide spreading branches almost sweeping the ground, which I made for. He jumped up instantly and charged, and as I ducked under on the lower side he came smack through, breaking off one of the main limbs on the upper side, and away he went, and I never set eyes on him more. We eventually bagged our first, my companion hitting him in the eye as he came on.
Gibson. A hunting companion on the 1852 expedition. Gibson and Baldwin were the only two of a party of nine white hunters who survived the adventure. The others died of Malaria.
The Crocodiles. The African or Nile crocodile (Crocodylus niloticus). A large reptile found in virtually all the rivers and lakes with which the hunters of this period came into contact.
Tugela. The Tugela River rises on Mont aux Sources in the Drakensberg and flows for 320 km, to enter the Indian Ocean north of Durban. At this time the Northern boundary of Natal Colony.
Three Hartebeests. (Bubalis cama or Bubalis Lichtenstein). An antelope reaching up to 1,22 metres at the shoulders. Extremely fats runner.
An eland bull. (Taurotragus oryx). Large antelope. Bulls reach 1,83 metres at the withers and carry corkscrew shaped horns attaining 0,91 metres in length.
Buffalo bull. (Syncerus caffer). The bull is powerfully built, standing about 1,52 metres at the shoulder. The horns extend sideways and downwards from a bony boss on the head.
The Pongola. The river rises in Swaziland and forms the Northern border of Zululand. Joins the Mapula River which enters the Indian Ocean at Delagoa Bay.
My companion. Possibly the Zulu Mahoutcha, a splendid fellow, formerly in Elephant Whites service.
The Entumeni Bush. This is recounted on Baldwins 1857 expidition to the Transvaal Republic, the Marico country etc.
Veldt shoes. Velskoen or soft hide shoes were originally made by the Hottentots and readily adopted by the first colonists.