From the dust of dilapidated buildings at a third world airport to the mists of Mosi-oa-Tunya (Victoria Falls); from a river boat ride on the Zambesi to a walk with elephants across a savanna, the reader moves with Chris and Carol, and then embarks with them on an adventure deep in the African bush. Unprotected by any kind of defensive weapons save the savvy of their guide, they sleep in tents at night and by day plow across the sands of the Kalahari on the hard seat of an opensided LandRover or skim over the waters of the Okivango Delta balanced in the bottom of a makoro. All to sneak up on reclusive cheetahs, follow wild dogs on their hunt for dinner, swim in a crocodile creek, pole apprehensively across a pond to avoid submerged hippos, and confront an angry bull elephant. The reader is invited to share the grit, the heat, and the inherent dangers that are quickly displaced by the raw, primitive seduction of Africa.