Much of his tale has an all-too-familiar ring about it. When he first made his home in Cheetal Walk, tigers were common. Elephants moved on their age-old treks from one range of forested hills to another. It was possible to see hyenas easily and the incursions on the forests, though not absent, were still relatively light. Davidar was witness to the unmaking of much of the wilderness he loved. In his account, the coming of Folidol and other pesticides that enabled cattle owners to poison tigers emerges as a major turning point. The other is the arrival of motorised transport. Once roads and automobiles reached out into the far hills, nature was in retreat.