There were fty men in all. I was the odd man of the gr oup in many respects. They were allseasoned hunters in garbs of hunting and armed t o the teeth. They carried dane-guns, ex ceptfor ve men who carried aut omatic ries. They also had sheathed matchets, hunting bagsslung on their shoulders containing slugs, spices, herbs and gun powder . In contrast I wasunarmed, so it appear ed them, for I had concealer my st ollen pistol in my side pock et. Thecamera I carried meant nothing t o them. I was a child in comparison t o their ages. This waswhy my presence was str ongly opposed. But for the timely and str ong persuasion by the headhunter, my uncle, I would ha ve missed the expedition alt ogether. The head Hunter is a st outshort man, but that da y he had doubled his height o vernight he was a f f earful sight. T oday thehad all determined t o kill this man eating beast that had done gr eat havoc t o the village and theneighboring ones. We set off v ery early in the morning we might ha ve walk ed two kilometers