Tuesday, 14 February 2012

I want a double rifle

I was perhaps 16 when I read Wilbur Smith's A Time to Die.  Sean Courtney was cool but I was never going to be a professional hunter living in suburban Sydney. I thought old Capo was the man of the moment. Riccardo Monterro carried the short, ugly, double-barrelled rifle chambered for the powerful .577 Nitro Express.  The ultimate banduki for hunting ndlovu.

Capo had that superstitious ritual of his, the changing of cartridges that he always performed at the beginning of a hunt. He’d opened the breech of his double and slide the fat brass cartridges out of the chambers, changing them for two others from the loops on his jacket.  Quite inspiring for a wannabe dangerous game hunter.

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