MOST of us have read about the San people outfoxing an ostrich by dressing in an ostrich skin then using a stick to hold up the skin’s neck and head in an effort to get within bow-and-arrow shooting distance.
I can relate to this. During a hunt in the Kalahari of southern Botswana, I was going for gemsbuck on my own, and had to abort two stalks that morning because I had been detected. After a break and tinned brunch in the shade of a magnificent camel-thorn tree, I realised that I’d entered the usually unproductive period of the hunting day so started working my way back to my bakkie. Crossing a low, sparsely vegetated dune, I suddenly noticed a small herd of zebra in a shady patch at the bottom of
