What a heady time the 1970s were for anyone involved in the travel business. I didn’t know it then, but there could have been no better time for a journalist desperate to visit Africa to join the ranks of Fleet Street.
When the decade began, Africa was still locked in a dream of the past, and ecotourism was in its infancy. Until then, safaris had been for the seriously rich — most of them hell-bent on trophy hunting. But already the winds of change were blowing as
