Last of the Bushmen in Tanzania

An enraged baboon is a terrifying sight, especially when it's right in front of you. It crashed out of the bush no more than twenty feet from me, shrieking and baring its two-inch fangs. I had just gone from pursuer to prey and stood frozen in place at this turn of events when the dull thud of an arrow entered its neck and the creature tumbled over, convulsing as the poison did its job.