by katie.d | Jun 3, 2016 | camping, field journal, Naked & Afraid, survival, Travel
I gasp for breath and jolt awake. It’s midnight in the bushveld, a thorny desert woodland typical of Southern Africa. !Tuka the old grey Bushman hunter was squatting by the fire. He paid me no mind sitting up in the soft sand. The air was sharp cold but still my...
