A Frican good time

We’d been sat in our Toyota Hilux, still as statues, for five full minutes. Those 300 seconds felt like an eternity, as the elephant paced towards us. We’d come face to face with the bull, blocking our path. We were in his way, so now he was agitated. Charles Ndhlovu, our guide, had immediately cut the engine and instructed no noise or movement.

Elephants don’t always break branches and kick up dust before they charge; even when