Stan quietly removed the safety as he slipped his rifle onto the tripod. He took a slow exhale to calm himself, his rifle kicked with an explosion that shattered the silence of the morning. The “boom” startled the birds, the termites, and a few nearby camels. He fired and immediately stood straight up to see what happened. I had my eyes on the target, not Stan. I saw the kudu go down.
“Whoa, great shot, Stan. It’s down. Man, real nice shot,” I yelled.
“Perfect shot. Well done,” said Bryce reaching to shake his hand.
“Man oh man, partner, nice shot,” congratulated Alan.
“Good shoot, Bwana Stan,” Makali said smiling.
“Thank you, Makali. Good eyes”. Said Stan.
“Let’s go see what we got.” I said, as I started walking toward his kudu.