A tongue in cheek adventure of two english Scholars searching for the last borneo rhinocerous in 1985. They journey by foot and canoe to the border of Sarawak and Kalimantan.
The most primitive tribe of head-hunters/rhinocerous hunters they are looking for are the Ukit.
In an alcohol/fever fueled trip, O'Hanlons best poem is:
"Oh fuck it
It's the Ukit
We're gonna kick the bucket"

When found, the Ukit are keen to learn the latest disco dance.

Steve,

you got too much free time on your hands!

Rich
DRSS