His physique stood him in good stead at times. He was one of the very few lion men who had never been mauled. Denys walked right through the pride, paying no attention to their snarls and the threatening switching of tails that signals approaching trouble: "It was the bravest thing I ever saw in the bush," Moore used to end. Monty Moore, VC, game warden of Tanganyika, used to tell of the day he and Denys encountered a pride of lions, most of which were lionesses with cubs. He was what in those days was called a lion man he understood the King of Beasts to say nothing of his mate, and he did not kill for fun. Like so many of the old timers Denys was physically strong and tall. One's an ex railway guard, the others an Earl's son. An American visitor once asked the late Paul Whetham, manager of the first firm to organise safaris, what type of men he employed as white hunters: were they English gentlemen, white trash or what?. Safari Trail - reminded me of Chaucer's Knight.
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