Plus 1 with @Curious. The thing I admire most about Bell was that he knew how to walk away and be successful. Most of the ivory hunters in his day were lucky to have a coffin when they died. Bell was not only a brilliant shot, but knew what to do with what he made from his ivory. While others of his generation were wasting away in Mombasa drinking gin (Warren Zevon sings softly in the background), he was thinning the herd of red stag on his estate in Scotland. Most importantly, he was the kind of man who earned a Military Cross and Bar. My kind of hero.