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Yeah.. so says a fellow that's never hunting dangerous game. or probably never hunted. There is definite skill in hunting an elephant. You have to go out day after day generally.. long hard days of walking, following elephant spoor.. and then when you find them.. generally its in very tough cover, and you have to stalk within basically maybe 50 yards or closer.. of one of the most dangerous of animals. While a herd.. with excellent hearing, excellent sense of smell.. and all capable of turning you into a bloody, muddy mess.. mills around. And then.. when and a huge IF you get close enough to the one animal that is appropriate to take.. then you have to be able to put a killing shot into an area not much bigger than a football, with your adrenaline pumping so hard that your hands shake.. And then hope its a clean kill and the rest of the herd doesn't decide to turn you into mush.
I have absolutely no use for sport hunters. As I said -- I'd like to put them all on an island and watch them hunt one another.
I get requests every year for hunters to hunt my land and every year I tell them NO, unless they've already tagged a deer, and then I allow them to track it.
Sport hunting, however is not a sport -- it's a mental illness.
All the hardships you described, the long walks, the sneaking around -- all of them are for wienies. In the end it comes down to an animal and a high-powered rifle and that's no sport. That's simply what some men do to compensate for their "shortcomings" in other areas. Any couch potato can pull it off.
Those who thrill to the kill are worth keeping an eye on.
As far as your last sentence goes -- I'm rooting for the herd to turn the hunting party into mush.