Was it a book, a movie? A family member that had gone? What was it that set the wheels in motion that would eventually make you say, "that's it, I am going". For me, it was reading Robert Ruark as a kid of 12 in the mid 60's that planted the seed. I day dreamed about it for years, then as life gets in the way of such things, put it on the back burner. Then one day while perusing 'HUNTING' magazine I saw an ad for those famous or infamous, cheapo Zambia buffalo hunts. Some of you may remember seeing those ads that would let you hunt buffalo for 5 days including airfare for less than 3K! It struck me that hey, this was possible! That rekindled the fire and led me to PH Capstick and after reading "Death in the Long Grass", well that was it, I started saving the dough for my first trip, which was Tanzania in late 1985. Its too bad we only get one first safari!