...don't worry about the hyenas eating you when you are fresh.

The following is from:

The A HUNTER'S WANDERINGS IN AFREICA, by F.C.SELOUS.

"...This day a little tragedy was enacted at the Griqua wagons. It appeared that a Hottentot in the employ of a bastard man named Lucas, had, a few days before, murdered a kafir boy in cold blood, having calmly blown hios brains because he did not immediately bring him some water when called. That same night Lucas caught and bound the young murderer, and brought him into the encampment. All the Kafirs at once assembled and demanded his life in epiation of that of their comrade. Upon Lucas giving him up,, at once knocked his brains out with their knobkerries. I did not know anything about it until the execution was over. From what Lucas told me there was little doubt that the ruffian deserved his fate., but I was glad I did not see him killed. His body was dragged just over a little ridge not three hundred yards from the wagons. In the night the hyaenas came and laughed and howled round teh corpse for hours, but never touched it. The econd night the same thing happened, but on teh third they ate him up..."

They sound smart, Saeed. I like to let my deer hang for a few days or more before cutting my steaks.

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Originally posted by Aspen Hill Adventures:
They sound smart, Saeed. I like to let my deer hang for a few days or more before cutting my steaks.

Walter is here, he says you must be related to vultures then

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Originally posted by Saeed:

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Originally posted by Aspen Hill Adventures:
They sound smart, Saeed. I like to let my deer hang for a few days or more before cutting my steaks.

Walter is here, he says you must be related to vultures then

Got to love "aged" meat.

Third night, huh? I guess that is how long the man stench hangs on until you become just another rotten piece of meat!

Day Three people can be ripe. Hyenas must like strong flavors.

June of last year we had a car left across the street from my house with a body in the trunk. The high temps were in around 110 degrees.
The first day, nothing, just a car sitting there.
Second day, same.
The morning of the third day there was Au Jous leaking out and the smell was very bad. A little dog sniffed at it and ran away.
The cops showed up and blocked the street for the next 10 hours. When they pulled out the body it looked like a zombie, many interesting colors.
The guy who killed him was just sentenced to 24 years.

Mark

bwanamrm must have read the book already, or he is just smart.


This is a book review, with a short excerpt to support my opinion as reviewer.

Book review: Damn fine book. Everybody ought to read it.

All of his books are damn fine reads. Some of his observations make lies of some of the horse wallop bandied about by modern liberal historians, especially those in this neck of the woods.

Reading the topic title I was ready to read something different and of course different comments.

For example my first reaction have been in Latin "Fiat voluntas Dei" and then "God is great and merciful". And I was not so much sorry to follow this kind of argument.

Not totally sure about my mind, but a "let me rest here" could be one of my desiderata

As good a funeral as any for an Africa lover. Can't see the expense of shipping me home if I die in the bush. My maid's husband died while hunting in Canada and they buried him there to save the expense of shipping him home. A most practical solution.

This thread raises the question of making prior arrangements for the aftermath of a fatal accident while on safari. Frankly, I never gave any thought to the handling of my remains in the event of my death while on safari during my first several trips. If I had fallen to my death, died in a traffic accident or been pounded by a buff, my family would have had to scramble to sort things out.

How many of you make arrangements for this while planning your safari?

I am an American but I live a good amount of time in Africa. My wife knows not to bother shipping me all the way back to the US for burial if something should happen there. I am perfectly content with that. We also have a place in Canada and my wife knows that if something happens up there, she has my permission to either dump me in the lake or bury me on the property if possible.