I never take my shoes off during take-off or landing,&rdquo said Iain on our first evening in Panna National Park. &ldquoIf the plane crashed, imagine how silly I&rsquod look running on a tarmac scattered with burning debris in woolly socks&rdquo &ldquoVery silly indeed,&rdquo I agreed, guessing at once that this unusual introduction was a sign of things to come. And I was right. What followed were several days of superb walking through Central India&rsquos forests accompanied by Kenyan-resident Iain Allan&rsquos easy humour and nuggets of wisdom that he&rsquod gathered over years of tramping through the African bush.