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Tent burglary and Hyenas, the night when truth was stranger than fiction

  It was not a dark and stormy night.  It was a perfect summer evening in the African bush, which started with no hint of the chilling events which would transpire in the space of one hour of mayhem.  Our luxury tent at the unfenced Mpila camp in Hluhluwe-iMfolozi Park blended into the bush.  Our son Fjord was four then …

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