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We returned that first day to find that the other hunter in camp had taken a lovely old bull on his first day. I was somewhat envious, but also glad that I had more time to look for the perfect buffalo. We all enjoyed a wonderful meal, reliving the day`s events. Although remote, the camp had a generator providing power for part of the day, and Joy, a sweet woman from New Zealand, prepared our meals and did the laundry. I had a rather blonde moment when I tried to pick up an innocent-looking little yellow snake outside my tent that night, only realizing after he slipped out of my grasp that I was in AUSTRALIA, the land of poisonous snakes. Turned out it was probably a young taipan, the most venomous snake around...my guardian angel was working hard that night.
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