A pair of Verraux's Eagle-Owls were witness to my humiliation. They called from an Acacia tree as we crouched in the grass, spying on a tusker. Wildlife Guide, Lewis Mangaba, pulled out a little bag and began puffing it releasing powder into the air. "Is that to mask our scent?" I asked. "No," he said, [...]
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