WHILE baiting a cattle-killing leopard near Gwanda, Zimbabwe, I mercy-shot a gigantic giraffe bull, black with age, blind in one eye, a real ‘old stinker’. He would otherwise soon have been eaten alive by hyenas. I then moved on to Johan Dreyer’s concession on the Limpopo floodplains. Sitting around the campfire, I told Johan about the old giraffe bull.
“Well,” smiled Johan. “I get a lot of South African biltong hunters here because we have abundant eland in the Mopane forests. One party proved capable marksmen on
