One of my nephews just got back from his second photo safari to Africa. Thought you might like a couple photo's he took. Just the tip of the iceberg. The first trip he came back with something like 12,000+- photo's.
Now that is what I call a memory card or two or three. I hope that it wasn't film or he would of spent a small fortune on getting them developed.
I'll let the cat out of the bag here but I was invited on a hunt in South Africa next year and hope to see a few cats. I don't know if there are any in the area that we will be but it is going to be fun.
I've spent countless hours either on my hands and knees or bent over, messing up my back, looking for blood. One such instance I remember most was a hog hunt a few years ago in Mississippi. I had never shot a hog so when I poked a hole in this guy; I was determined to find him. Wearing snake leggings, I crawled on my hands and knees through the briars and the brambles and bushes where a rabbit wouldn't go. I found a spot of blood here and there but never the pig. And lucky for me, I didn't find...