By Finn & Berit Aagaard
Finn Aagaard was once a unique guy. He was once a hugely revered Kenya specialist hunter (1967–1977) and, later, a gun specialist and author. After the searching ban in Kenya, he and his spouse of thirty-two years, Berit, moved to america the place Finn turned a looking consultant in Texas. quickly thereafter he grew to become a author for the NRA, and his evaluations on weapons, calibers, and African searching received him around the world reputation. the 1st a part of Aagaard's African Adventures includes the full, unique manuscript of Aagaard's Africa, which was once released in an abridged shape in 1991. Berit, who knew him greater than a person, has improved on Finn's searching tales whereas delivering new, and never-before-published fabric present in Finn's meticulously stored journals courting again to 1956. including those and the adventures and stories recorded on CDs almost immediately earlier than his dying, she paints a distinct photograph of the guy. We stick with Finn in the course of the bloody Mau Mau rebellion; we research what it took to develop into a PH;...
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Finn never preached, he didn’t need a soapbox, he didn’t strive for notoriety. He was content simply to share his knowledge, love of hunting, and respect of game and the wild country it inhabits. It all comes through undiluted in his simple, open, honest writing style. A Man Complete by Gary Sitton I first met Finn by way of John Wootters. John and I had been friends for some years, and as of 1979 or early 1980 I was his nominal boss in my alleged capacity as editor of Petersen’s Hunting. Of course, no matter where he has ever worked, John never was bossed by anyone.
Never one to complain, he must have been completely exhausted ever to do something like that in the middle of a hunt. I was honored that he was out there with me at all. You might argue that he should never have gone in the first place, but he knew he wasn’t getting any better; this would be our last hunt together and one of his last hunts ever. I did not want to wander too far off, so while he rested behind the base of the dam, I sat up on top and looked out into the field on the far side of the pond.
He knew it, and I was beginning to realize it. This was to be his last deer hunt; I am sure he knew it, and deep down inside somewhere I probably knew that too. Finn and Harald before their last hunt in November 1999. Some days were better than others; this was one of his good days. We got my deer rifle down from where he’d stored it in the attic, cleaned it off, and wiped oil out of the barrel with a fresh cleaning patch. The smell of Hoppe’s Number 9 solvent always brings back fond memories. I think he had made me a new batch of ammo on his reloading bench.