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© African Hunting Stories | Bruce Parker | Safari photographer and writer 2015
Below, the elephant and buffalo-rich woodland unwound in silence, while we bumped and skidded noisily in the midday thermals. Headed into the haze, our Cessna 206 seemed to follow the ancient game trails that led northwards, into the vastness of the Zambesi river basin...  
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 Bruce Parker | Safari photographer and Writer
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A SUV flew past, spraying gravel and small stones across the windscreen and bonnet. Blinded by the following dust cloud and braking too hard, we began to slide into the sunset stained gloom...
You’ll see a far-off fire, a tiny flicker in the darkness and if your heart is right, you’ll know there are men sitting there, dressed against the cold, and planning tomorrow. They have come to find the legendary Grey Ghost of Africa...
There were three watchers. They were on the ridge that marked the north eastern corner of the ranch, because the old bushman !Tao had sent a message saying it was time. The dark barrel of the Kowa spotting scope swung slowly across the dune crests and valleys, found the wandering course of the Molopos River...
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