In the Leopard’s Lair
I SPENT A NUMBER of years on a private hunting concession bordering the Central Kalahari Game Reserve in Botswana, in an area known as the Hainaveld. Our southern border was the reserve fence, and our eastern border the Ngamiland fence. This is mostly dune-veld, fearsomely hot in summer and very cold of an evening in winter.
One morning, I took a couple who were visiting on a game drive. My wife Vicky and young son David accompanied us on the inevitable search for lions, which are what all visitors to the Kalahari want to see – we had many of these magnificent animals in our area. On this particular day, however, we found none, though we saw plenty of
