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"Whatever the mission, J.A. got close to his target. He favored a brain shot, but at very short range the difference in height between man and elephant “makes this shot difficult.…” Once, as he stalked two bulls, “a third [popped up] less than 5 yards [away]. He seemed to have risen out of the ground…. I fired about a foot below [the level of his eyes], the missile passing through the trunk [into] the brain.”
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"Then, suddenly, I became aware of the cause of the horses’ terror. Standing quite still and half-hidden in the shadow of a pine tree was a huge gray wolf. I was in the very act of raising my gun, in order to make sure of him while I could, when a movement on the right attracted my eye and stayed my arm. Turning to see what this might be, I perceived a second wolf, while a third and a fourth seemed, at the same instant, to issue out of the darkness and to stand, grim and silent, beside or close to the others. I turned my head half round and glanced over my shoulder. A fifth wolf was there. I turned again and a sixth and seventh were there. I must confess that my heart failed me for a moment, and with good reason, for it was clear that I had now to deal not with two or three wandering wolves but an entire pack."

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A Night Among Wolves | Sporting Classics Daily

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(Left) The Panar leopard was credited with 400 human kills. She almost got Corbett during his night vigil. (Right) Corbett killed the clever Talla Des tiger after it had killed 150 people, including this lad’s grandfather.

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Man-Eaters: Tiger, Tiger, in the Night - Sporting Classics Daily

Elsewhere, man-eaters were quickly shot. In Corbett’s India, they kept killing. Deeply rutted pads and a cleft across the right forefoot distinguished the prints of the eldest cat. The toes were also exceptionally long. By February 1929, the tigers – by their sign an old female and her grown cub...
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Corbett has written several books which are fascinating reading, probably available at your library:

"The temple tiger, and more man-eaters of Kumaon"
"The man-eating leopard of Rudraprayag"
"Man-eaters of Kumaon"
"Jungle lore'
"Man-eaters of India"
 
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"I reached the French PH just before the (cape) buffalo did. But my movement caught the buffalo’s eyes, and he changed his focus to me as he drew closer,” Johan recalls. He shot his double, a .500 Nitro Express 3½, from the hip, but with no positive results. He then jumped out of the way, trying another shot from the hip, which he missed. The buffalo hit him and crushed his ankle with the first swipe, spinning Johan 180 degrees.

“I was still on my feet when he rushed again. I tried a futile block with my right arm, which he hooked and used to throw me up in the air. I landed and made eye contact with him, and every time our eyes would meet, he would just beat the living hell out of me. He put his horn into my upper leg, picked me up and threw me again, then he shoved his horn into my abdomen and threw me once more. Finally, I decided to play dead and see if he would leave me alone."
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Bad Day In the Bush - Sporting Classics Daily

On the morning of September 30, 2001, professional hunter Johan Calitz awoke with a start. Outside his tent the quiet sounds of a safari camp coming to life mixed with the chatter of raucous francolins greeted the sunrise. This is how Johan began most days, his ears filled with the sounds of...
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BarnBuster said:
"I reached the French PH just before the (cape) buffalo did. But my movement caught the buffalo’s eyes, and he changed his focus to me as he drew closer,” Johan recalls. He shot his double, a .500 Nitro Express 3½, from the hip, but with no positive results. He then jumped out of the way, trying another shot from the hip, which he missed. The buffalo hit him and crushed his ankle with the first swipe, spinning Johan 180 degrees.

“I was still on my feet when he rushed again. I tried a futile block with my right arm, which he hooked and used to throw me up in the air. I landed and made eye contact with him, and every time our eyes would meet, he would just beat the living hell out of me. He put his horn into my upper leg, picked me up and threw me again, then he shoved his horn into my abdomen and threw me once more. Finally, I decided to play dead and see if he would leave me alone."
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Bad Day In the Bush - Sporting Classics Daily

On the morning of September 30, 2001, professional hunter Johan Calitz awoke with a start. Outside his tent the quiet sounds of a safari camp coming to life mixed with the chatter of raucous francolins greeted the sunrise. This is how Johan began most days, his ears filled with the sounds of...
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A Dugga boy is on my bucket list that I will never complete - I respect them too much to spend the $$ to shoot one.
 
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