SOOOOOOOOOOOOO...I'm at a waterhole in the Kalahari, and, amazingly, an eland bull the size of a U-Haul truck comes clicking and clopping in from the left. Holy crap, I think. Even my PH whispers "Wow!" Thirty yards away and me with a .300 Win Mag that yesterday hammered a big zebra into the ground.
It is a pure Robert Ruark moment.
And the the wind shifts, or the planet jinks in orbit, or my substantial bad karmic load comes back to haunt me, and the World's Largest Eland gets jiggy and launches itself into low earth orbit.
Oh well, welcome to Africa, where safari camps have wi-fi connections. Sort of.
It is pretty much everything the SHOOTING GALLERY crew imagined. The only sounds at night are animals. The sky is very big.
Am having the trip of a lifetime.
Dawn comes early...who knew? More later!