The Festive Hunt, 1909

The Festive Hunt, 1909

The long line of native pagazi, each man carrying his allotted 60 pounds of supplies and equipment, moved like a giant mamba through acacia bushes and across the savannah. The American flag was held proudly aloft at the front of the long, seemingly endless line. Some...
Karamojo Crossing

Karamojo Crossing

The rains were gone but the rivers were still swollen. He looked on in amazement as the men calmly walked into the river, each man carrying a big elephant tusk across his shoulder. As they neared the middle of the river, they continued to walk until one by one they...
Colter’s Hell

Colter’s Hell

The half-naked young man lay breathless inside the dark and dank beaver lodge, his legs and feet covered in cuts and scratches. He had narrowly escaped death after being captured by Blackfeet Indians while canoeing up the Jefferson River and had sought refuge in the...
Attacked By a Grizzly

Attacked By a Grizzly

A veteran prospector, Hatheway was heading out from camp to stir something up for the pot. It had somehow become his task to put food on the table at the small mining camp. He was the oldest and felt somewhat responsible to use his shooting skills to keep the stewpot...
Frightening Eyes Aglow in the Night

Frightening Eyes Aglow in the Night

The young naturalist pulled back the tent flap and peered into the inky blackness of the African night. He was certain he’d heard something. As he raised his lamp, his worst fears were confirmed. There, only a few steps away, were the glowing eyes of approaching...
Well You Can’t Fix Stupid

Well You Can’t Fix Stupid

When I was researching my book, Legends of the Hunt, I came across some unbelievable and farfetched stories. The one recounted here is perhaps the most incredible, yet it was verified by two independent sources. In 1900, Mr. Larkin, an engineer for South African...