'After the sun rose, we followed three of the Hadzabe men into the bush. Within minutes they were darting through the thicket directing each other with bird calls, shooting Kanga by bow and arrow with uncanny accuracy.
Four birds later, in a shaded patch along a clearing, they made a perfect fire in minutes using sticks and cooked one of the Kanga to perfection. They put the meat on a bed of fresh leaves to cool.
As we ate together, scraps and bones were tossed to their dogs.'