After a 5:00 am wake-up call, Torrance rings the gong on our front wall before placing a pot of coffee through the dumb waiter door in the living room. By 5:30 am, Alan and I have donned raincoats for a wet walk to the reception area where Enoch, our ranger, and his tracker, Sam, are preparing the Land Rover for this morning’s 3-hour excursion . As the rain pours, Alan, Gail (another guest) and I peer from underneath green poncho hoods at an African fish eagle, impala, kudu, cape buffalo and giraffe. The rain is pounding when Enoch asks, “Would you like to return to the lodge?” As the ladies hesitate, Alan says, “No, let’s keep going.” By the time we stop at a concrete building near a watering hole, my shirt is completely wet from
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