This week it felt like the bush had its own sense of humour. And I was on the receiving end of most of it, but of course this is just my interpretation of it all.
It started with a female cheetah near the airstrip, always exciting to see. I bumped into her, spent a few minutes watching, then made space for the other rangers to get a look. While I was waiting to get back in, Chris came over the radio asking about a young male leopard I’d been with the night before.
Now, while sitting there twiddling my thumbs waiting to get back in, I heard the impala erupt; she must have started hunting, and I had to sit back, tearing my hair out knowing what could have been but couldn’t do anything about it.
By the time I got back in, she was already feeding.
I missed the chase. But what came after was worth the wait.
Then came the Plains Camp Males. Hearing that they were marching about in the early morning, I really wanted to see them on the move. I drove there as fast as I reasonably could, and watched the back end of two very large lions disappear across our boundary. Three seconds. That was it.
The four buffalo bulls I found afterwards were considerably more cooperative.
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