African professional hunters know that even if they are very careful, they will probably be seriously hurt and perhaps killed. Yet they persist, year after year, and while comparatively few are killed, just about all of them get clobbered sooner or later. They persist because they love what they do, and leading an ordinary life would be a form of living death, and so they are willing to take the risks. A perfect example of this is the PH I once hunted with who was openly terrified of elephants. He had very nearly been killed by one years before and had never gotten over it. But he would go and hunt elephants with you, knuckles white on his rifle, swallowing every few seconds, muscles bunched under his jaw. He was a brave man.