By Stephen Brookes,
It’s just after dawn, our Jeep is skidding down a rocky track in
the semi-darkness, and we’re hanging on for dear life. Suddenly we brake
to a halt, and our guide leans over the side of the vehicle, pointing
at a paw print in the dust. It’s huge and amazingly detailed; you can
almost see the claw marks.
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