This is my Wildebeest bull. If you hear reservation in my voice, it's because I was a little concerned I was about to drop the hammer on my second animal of the first day! In hindsight, I can see why Johan wanted me to shoot. This was, by far, the best chance we had at a big Blue Wildebeest bull. The others were much more wary and in very dense cover. They would usually run at the sight of the truck.