Tsessebe

THE BULL STOPPED grazing and looked up, straight at us. I froze in mid-shuffle, uncertain whether he’d actually spotted us or merely sensed our presence and reacted instinctively to impending danger. Through the corner of my right eye I could see my PH’s shadow; Heinrich had also seen the bull look up, and he’d likewise frozen.

I was in a great deal of discomfort; my left hand and knee were on the ground and I was about to move my right foot forward. Though we were only a few minutes into the stalk, I was already taking strain. Following a multi-layer lower back vertebrae fusion early in February 2019, I was still wearing a non-flexible brace around my midriff. Having very recently been given the nod to start sitting and driving short distances, on