The camera types are too often totally innocent off the pavement, and their outfitters are often not truly qualified to handle babes in the bush. An outstanding number of these over-civilized tenderfeet are simply unwilling to accept the existence of danger and even when it is explained to them they do not believe it. The fact remains, however, that the woods are dangerous. The mountains are dangerous. The sea is dangerous.
Fire is dangerous, and even love is dangerous.
Danger is the spice of life, but you cannot enjoy it unless you use the proper recipe. Too much spice may well spoil the broth. We avoid this by studying the problem, but study is hard work, and while you can lead a fool to wisdom, you cannot make him think. So we have mishaps, and when we have mishaps certain kinds of people wring their hands and call upon Big Brother to make everything safe. We had a recent report back from Africa about a European group whose gunhandling was so dreadful that it forced the outfitter to remove all bolts of all rifles until the target for one hunter was clearly in view.