The next morning, as we were about to leave for the morning hunt, Marius got a call from the caracal houndsmen. Marius had made an offer in the Spring for a free caracal by hound hunting, so I jumped on that. I originally wanted the caracal myself, but about a month before the trip I decided Lana should try for it if we had the chance.
The houndsmen said they had struck trail on a cat and we headed to the concession they were at. We arrived just as they were treeing the cat and briskly walked the few hundred yards to where they were.
As we arrived the cat was looking down at us and was a beauty. Unfortunately, I had forgotten my camera. Sticks went up and Lana shot the caracal.
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