Wild Thing
Not all the wild game are in the veld.I looked back and noticed that the two German couples were getting further behind. I looked ahead and saw Erica’s lithe, tanned legs disappear in the tall grass. Damn, I thought and stopped – waiting for the Germans to catch up. I should have realized before we left camp that they were probably not fit enough for such an exerting hike. It was too late now, and as their guide, I couldn’t really leave them on their own. Thi...
