I thought I was incredibly knowledgeable about elephants. In general, historically, and specifically Asian Elephants in Burma. After reading Elephant Company by Vicki Croke (an history of the impact Burmese elephants made during WWII), I believed it was the definitive account of all things elephant. Today, I'm delighted to say that Jacob Shell has told the rest of the story, right up to the present day. I am officially gobsmacked by Giants of the Monsoon Forest. My love and absolute devotion to elephants has been magnified to idolatry. (Allow me to gush.)
These noble and intelligent creatures are a living tribute to loyalty and community. While fiercely independent, they are devoted to both herd and handlers. Only elephants could continue to be a mainstay of daily life for those who live and toil in a land so remote it cannot be found on maps. Welcome to Burma and the harvesting of teak wood by giants. Welcome to a love story that will transport and inspire. Prepare to be gobsmacked!