The Toyota Hilux had just crested the steep hill when we spotted him—a monster of a roan antelope standing in the clear. The PH stopped and let the truck roll backward down the hill, both of us cringing as the brakes squeaked us to a stop at the bottom. We jumped out as quietly as possible and snuck forward hoping that the bull hadn’t spooked. He didn’t and he dropped to a single shot through the shoulder. Roan are big, tough animals and the PH said that he’d never seen one succumb so quickly.