From adventurer, explorer, photographer, writer, pied piperPeter Beard—eleven irresistible tales, told to his daughter in histented encampment at Hog Ranch, Kenya, about life, about living,about Africa. He writes of the East African hills he came to know so well overfour decades, where time slows to infinity in a great bottomless,bottle green underwater world . . . about Nairobi in the 1950s,still a quaint, eccentric pioneer town, full of characters of allstripes and tribes, where rhinoceros roamed the streets and localresidents went to the movies in pajamas. He writes of the camp he built twelve miles outside of Nairobi sothat he would never be off safari, a forty-acre patch of bushcalled Hog Ranch (abutting Karen Blixen’s plantation), named forthe families of warthogs who wandered into camp, a camp populatedwith waterbuck, suni, dik-diks, leopard, giraffe, and occasionallylion and buffalo. In “Big Pig at Hog Ranch,” Beard tells the story of Thaka(translation from the Kikuyu:
