As I write this, it is 3:20 am on October 23, 2008, and I'm in Satellite Beach, FL... for another week or so. In so many ways, this whirlwind existence of mine would be best wasted on a younger man than I. But here I am, as I am now, not back when I was that younger man, and so it goes. If that last sentence made sense to you, seek competent professional psychological counseling. What happened in Africa? What about the rest? I hardly know where to start, and yet I have to, if I'm to commit it to text before I forget. I took the motorcycle to Mbour... Took the Landcruiser there as well, albeit briefly and in passing. I hunted for raptors, found several of the wrong species as the road took me
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