Tana River, which was dry at that time of the year. We let air out of our Land Cruiser tires and simply drove down the sandy river bed until we came to a place where the elephants had dug for water with their tusks, then got out and evaluated the tracks. If they looked promising, then we struck out after the elephant on foot. In this case, we constantly came up on large bulls with small teeth.

I took this one on the last day.

We had given up and were driving back to camp, when we were flagged down by a native, who told us that he knew where a bull with huge ivory was. We stopped and sent out the tracker and the gunbearers with him with him. He and the gunbearers returned, grinning from ear to ear. The one tusk weighed in at 94 pounds, with an exceptinoally large nerve. So close....