T
he herd of Hartmann’s mountain zebra stood scattered across the valley fl oor,
with the stallion taking his position at the rear to protect his harem.
Namibian PH Jamy Traut was lying next to me, prone, on a slab of ancient
granite. He pointed out the big male.
“He’s on the right at 275 yards,” Jamy informed me, still looking through the
Bushnell rangefi nder. “Just let him turn a bit and take him.”
I let my second deep breath halfway out, and the crosshairs steadied on the
triangle of stripes on the stallion’s shoulder as the trigger of the Colt rifl e broke
cleanly. In spite of the recoil, I heard the smack of the Federal Trophy Bonded Tip bullet,(^50) | GunDigest the magazine AUGUST 2019 gundigest.com
REFUSING
TO DIE
THE .300 H&H MAGNUM
MIGHT BE OLD, BUT IT’S
CERTAINLY NOT DEAD.
BY PHIL MASSARO