the gentlemen's sporting club

“People come on safari only peripherally to hunt.  The wood smoke of seasoned mopane, the sweating beers and other revivers, the soft chatter of the staff, the hyenas in the background, the white ants or termites around the Cadac pressure lamps, the brilliant clarity of the night sky as one may never have seen it, the distant roaring of a pride of lions- hopefully quite distant- the smell of cordite and the aroma of freshly shot guinea fowl or francolin for lunch in the bush- these are what safari is really about: hardly the killing of animals which, with a true sportsman, is at least tertiary.”
- Peter Hathaway Capstick
A Return to the Long Grass

“Tigers do not know that human beings have no sense of smell, and when a tiger becomes man-eater it treats human beings exactly as it treats wild animals, that is, it approaches it’s intended victims up-wind, or lies up in wait for them down-wind.
The significance of this will be apparent when it is realized that, while the sportsman is trying to get a sight of the tiger, the tiger in all probability is trying to stalk the sportsman, or is lying up in wait for him.”

-Jim Corbett “Man-eaters of Kumaon”

In 1969, the New Mexico State Department of Game and Fish decided to introduce gemsbok to the Tularosa Basin in the United States. The introduction was a compromise between those who wanted to preserve nature and those who wanted to use it for profit and promotion. Ninety-three were released from 1969 to 1977, with the current population estimated to be around 3,000 specimens. They thrived because their natural predators, including the lion, are not present.