As I arrived at camp, excited for the first Buffalo hunt of the year. I realized in shock that I forgot my water shoes back home, 1500 km away. Luckily, I had a pair of flip flops which came in real handy as we submerged into the swamps looking for a old buff. Long story short. I haven't forgot those shoes again. Four days into the hunt we took down a really nice buffalo. What a hunt! Highlight: After the shot went off and everything calmed down. The hunter grabbed the PH, hugged him and said: "This was the best hunt I have ever had in my entire life !" This is why we do what we do!