Philip Caputo is the author of six novels and two memoirs, but I first encountered him in "The Ghosts of Tsavo" where he plays a substantial role , if not the main character. He is more of a narrator, capable of pulling us fully into the experience of encountering lions in an open, unreliable vehicle, and then sharing his Larium-induced nightmares with us. (It's an anti-malaria medicine) He faces peril frequently in this book, as the lions at Tsavo are not always accustomed to tourists, and react badly. He does whatever is necessary to pursue his story, in this case, uncovering some of the mystery that surrounds the Lions at Tsavo, in Africa. They are often maneless, and the area is famous for man-eating lions that had been hunted down after taking many lives. So he is brave, but he does not pretend that he is not scared, his musings ranging from comical to philosophical, Caputo could not be called boring.
Caputo introduces the reader to, not only the wildlife he encounters but also his traveling companions, all unique in their own right. They are all pioneers of a sort, as they live in inhospitable country in order to pursue as much knowledge as they can, by studying the lions up close. They face disease, violent death if they should let down their guard, and loneliness as they situate themselves in far outposts in an effort to observe lions in their natural habitat.. As fate would have t, I seem to have gathered about me, 3 or 4 books involving South Africa and/or Africa. It is an undiscovered country to me. ( )

This is a sort of combination science and travel book. Unfortunately the "science" side was much weaker than the "travel" side.

The author writes of his trips to east-central Africa on photographic safari, tracking the lions of Tsavo, and his adventures. Apparently safari vacations, at least in the Tsavo, are not for the faint of heart -- it's close to 100 degrees all the time, you're very far from civilization, there's a real chance of getting mauled and/or eaten by some wild animal, and there are long periods of being bored to death punctuated by short periods of being frightened to death. Caputo had a ball, but I'm not sure I'd be willing to sign up for that trip.

The Tsavo lions are different from the lions further north in that they are larger, their skulls are shaped differently, they are more aggressive and much more likely to attack humans, and their manes are often sparse to non-existent (maybe that's why they're so aggressive: inferiority complex). Caputo wrote about the debate between biologists about this; some of them believe the Tsavo lions could be a different subspecies or species altogether, while others believe the differences aren't significant and can be accounted for by environmental factors. I think it's a very interesting question and would like to know the answer. However, not reaching any conclusions about this, Caputo is finally like, "Who cares, I'd rather it remain a mystery, they're awesome anyway." The affect, to me, was like slamming the door in my face.
I would still recommend this book, but for intrepid armchair travelers rather than armchair zoologists. ( )

While the science is enlightening and always well-written, I thought the author could get melodramatic if he wandered too far astray from the science. Still worth the read. ( )

I put off reading Philip Caputo's Ghosts of Tsavo because it begins with a long recounting of Wayne Hosek's killing of the man-eating lions, Ghost and Darkness. Pushing further into the text, I found a wonderful stockpile of first class nature writing, safari lore, scientific examination of what exactly constitutes a species, and philosophizing on the dichotomy between the mysteries of nature and the science that seeks to explain them.

The book centers on the author's quest to learn whether the maneless lions of Tsavo National Park in Kenya are, in fact, a distinct species from their plains-dwelling maned cousins. Philip Caputo makes his first journey to Tsavo with an eccentric English guide and leaves convinced the maneless lions with a taste for human flesh are the direct descendents of Paleolithic cave-dwelling lions. At the Field Museum in Chicago, he digs deeper into the research of a self-taught big cat expert (formally employed as an ornithological specimen preparer). Then he returns to Africa with a scientific research team who take a narrow view of this speculative research. The varying viewpoints, coupled with the author's near-death experience and wild ramblings induced by malaria drugs, make for a compelling story and an atmospheric introduction to East Africa's charismatic cats. ( )

Squeezing one last one in here. This is a nonfiction book I chose off a list for a school. I've always been fascinated by the Tsavo man-eaters, Ghost and Darkness as they were called, and this seemed the apt choice. It was a very nice little read, kept me entertained and definitely enlightened me a lot about Serengeti lions and Tsavo lions and the research going on to determine their differences and similarities. I've seen Ghost and Darkness at the Field Museum, and this book was just a nice little way to pad my knowledge of the Tsavo "buffalo" lions. I might read Patterson's account of the actual experience with the two man-eaters in the near future. ( )