Great Expeditions.

More than 7,900 miles from the boardroom. Supply truck packed to the hilt with enough creature comforts to keep us afield for a month. (This isnt the 1836 expedition of Cornwallis Harris crossing the Transvaal in an ox wagon.) The provisioner even outfitted me with a stash of breathable cotton shirts and sturdy canvas shorts.

The lions are restless, our guide warns, and I feel every nerve coil around a few stubborn shreds of bravado. A sensation that will never quite subside until I board the plane in Nairobi.

Every night, we eat, drink a little, push stacks of poker chips back and
forth across the table. Rifles close at hand. Our dials tuned to the roar of a lion five kilometers away, maybe three, sometimesless.Luck doing most of the reckoning, on and off the table. The stakes, never higher.

(No. J8213). Rugged construction meets premium cotton- dyed canvas. Front pleat and double-welted hand pockets. One large back patch pocket. Urea buttons. Tacked-down cuff hem. 8″ inseam. Imported.