Gorillas in the Mist

Gorillas in the Mist

Farley Mowat

Language: English

Pages: 259

ISBN: 0771064683

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Originally titled Virunga, this is the story of Dian Fossey, the mountain gorillas’ greatest champion and martyr. Based on Fossey’s personal papers and on interviews with her colleagues, friends, and enemies, Gorillas in the Mist reveals one woman’s passion for life — and the creatures who share it with us.

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The publication of several scientific papers had somewhat muted the carping of her scientific peers. Good relations had been restored between herself and the National Geographic Society. She and Glenn had settled into the roles of comfortable and understanding friends. For once, the universe seemed to be unfolding as it should. Dian spent January of 1982 holed up against the bitter winter weather in her now-familiar apartment. She worked away at the book, which by January 4 still lacked only

pulling gallium vines off the old hagenia trees, sunning and purring on the rare days, and even shivering and steaming on the long rainy days. They so much belong here, instead of us humans. “I learn from Shirley McGreal that someone in camp is getting grants to supply information on the feeding and management of mountain gorillas in captivity…. It was also brought up at the Madrid International Union for the Conservation of Nature conference that this year mountain gorillas will definitely be

worth it.” Leakey responded with some news to lift her spirits. He was attempting to persuade Robert Hinde to try and get the time she must spend in England reduced and even suggested that she might forget about earning her Ph.D. He just wanted her to be able to present her data “in the best possible way to the scientific world.” He planned to be in London by February 5 or 6, he told her, and would meet with her then. Since Leakey’s travel depended on grants from various foundations, he had to

she slogged her way back up the greasy trail to Karisoke, wrestling with the onset of another attack of pneumonia. Dosing herself with antibiotics, she crawled into bed but could not sleep. All night long she lay listening to the rain beating on the cabin roof, thinking about Peter. Was he really lost to her for good? She would not yet believe that this was so. With the morning she decided that the matter had to be resolved. Once more she descended the mountain. Realizing that she was ill, Basili

never quite knew why he did that. But he personally did understand the poachers had to be stopped. When I heard he had been fired a few weeks later, I wondered if it was because he gave that money for our antipoacher patrolling. Dian left Kigali on a Sabena flight for Brussels after a bittersweet scene with the Criglers. Bettie cried, but though Frank kissed me good-bye, he wouldn’t come to the airport and wouldn’t even play the piano for me. It was clear that the special relationship between

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