From the Publisher:
Hemingway’s well-documented fascination with big-game hunting is magnificently captured amidst rich descriptions of the beauty and strangeness of East Africa, where he and his wife, Pauline, journeyed in December of 1933. An impassioned portrait of the glory of the African landscape, this immediate and deeply felt account has all of the hallmarks of the most evocative travel writing.
This novel is classified as a memoir, with some fictional accounts thrown in. I love Hemingway’s voice. I agree that he is wordy, and that he could have cut this in half and the account wouldn’t have suffered, but then we would have missed the beautiful prosody of his writing. He took a subject that I find distasteful, and made it sound beautiful. If you are not a fan of Hemingway’s long winded style of writing, stay away from this book. I found this enjoyable.