David Rattray, 48-years old, master-storyteller of the Zulu War, died January 26, 2007, murdered by a gang of six Zulus intent on robbing him at his home at Fugitive's Drift in South Africa. Here is an excerpt from an article I wrote in 2003 after my wife and I completed an independent, self-guided, two month, driving trip around South Africa:
“At Fugitive’s Drift camp, a small isolated camp in the Karoo (bush country) that uses generators for electricity, we stayed with a dozen tourists, mostly from England and Northern Ireland. One asked Mary at dinner, “When did you book?” Mary said we had not booked, just drove up and asked for a room. (It was the last one available.) Our new British friends commented about “impulsive Americans,” and said they had booked seven months earlier.
“David Rattray, owner of Fugitive’s Drift, is a native of the area. The Anglo-Zulu war is a major event in the long history of South Africa, and Rattray’s lifelong interest. He lectures at the British War College on this subject. On a late Sunday afternoon sitting under trees in folding chairs at nearby Rorke’s Drift, we listened to him for more than two and one-half hours on how 135 British soldiers, on January 24, 1879, successfully held the small camp at that site against more than 2,000 Zulu warriors, some with guns, most with spears and long killing knives. The assault lasted from four in the afternoon until four the next morning. Earlier in the same day the Zulus had savaged the British Army at Isandlwana. Eleven Victoria Crosses were awarded the defenders at Rorke’s Drift, more than in any other single battle in Britain’s long history.” (see African Adventure-2003 )
The Economist (Feb. 10, 2007) said, “As his stories unfolded, battle-hardened generals would find themselves in tears.” Rattray was a voice for reconciliation in South Africa. Natives in the KwaZulu-Natal called him friend and a “White Zulu.” All the more awful, then, that he was killed by Zulus, who went away empty handed.