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Lion feasting on freshly killed giraffe

  1. 1. Lion feasting on freshly killed giraffeA couple of nice South Africa Hunting Guides images I located:Lion delighting in newly killed giraffeMere meters from the road in Kruger Park.Our guide got an idea from one of his colleagues, and we were one of the first cars on the spot.We left after 20 moments or so, by then the roadway along with this scene had actuallydeveloped into one huge traffic congestion (20-30 cars), causing such a hassle that the lionsdecided to retreat behind a couple of trees.We came in not too long after the actual kill, apparently. They took the giraffe down on theroadway, gutted it there then moved it to the spot where you see them in my images. The lionswhere still panting from the quest and the dragging of the carcass, a really excellentexperience!Safari, Oct 2012 – 01 1/4
  2. 2. The first of the gazillion elephants that we saw, on our first afternoon out in the bush about 4:20in the afternoon. This first sighting was rather impressive, but by the end of the week, we werevery blasé about this and many of the other types of wild animals …… other than for the moment that a very huge matriarch of a herd of elephants determined thatour jeep had gotten a little too close to her fellow adult elephants, and a couple of younger onesabout the size of the one in this image. She started striding towards us, in a really purposefuland not-so-friendly means … and our overview diplomatically drove in the other direction, in astable but not-panicked fashion, in order to have the entire herd thundering after us at full speed…Keep in mind: I picked this as my “photo of the day” for Oct 24, 2012.*************************************** Like many Americans, I haveactually lived my whole lifewithout previously venturing into the African jungle, and without getting involved in themysterious activity understood as “safari.” Hence, my impressions have been based on aselection of motion pictures– ranging from From Africa to The African Queen to the silliness ofchildhood years Tarzan movies– as well as pictures and brows through to neighborhood zoos tosee mangy pets who have no more first-hand experience with the continent than I do. As it turnsout, I have made a couple of check outs to Africa over the years.I’m uncertain that my 2 check outs to Egypt count in this regard– but I did make two or threebusiness journeys to South Africa nearly 20 years ago, to speak at pc seminars inJohannesburg and Cape Town. The last browse through was made soon before the release ofNelson Mandela, when the whole nation understood that an essential change will happen,though no one was sure just what kind of future lay ahead of them. Hectic travel routines, theneeds of business, and the need not to leave my household stranded at residence any longerthan necessary, got rid of the laid-back thought of investing a week on safari … and so, likenumerous other prospective travels (Easter Island, Machu Picchu, Patagonia, Antarctica, a river 2/4
  3. 3. journey on the Amazon, etc.), it was just added to my “container list.” But I just recently got anopportunity to go back to South Africa, once again for a computer conference that took place inCape Town. After 20 years, the kids are grown and gone, and many of the chaotic pressures ofcompany have actually lessened; so my spouse and I had the ability to reserve a week, and wemade plans to go to 2 different safari lodges in the Kruger National Park of northern SouthAfrica, just a few miles from the Mozambique border. When we got there, I finally recognizedthat when one states “I’m going on a safari,” it’s about like a site visitor to the USAannouncing “I’m going to see the west next week.” There are great deals of spots one caneasily see in the American west, with drastically different climates and activities andsurroundings; and it’s foolish to also envision that you can easily see it all in a week. And so itis with a safari: we might have gone to Botswana or Zaire or Kenya or Zimbabwe or a lots othernations; also without South Africa, there were lots of different parks, game reserves, lodges,and camps that we could have decided on. For some reason, I expected that our safari lodgewould be located in the midst of thick jungles, perhaps up in a gigantic tree, with the kind of wildscenes I saw in the science-fiction flick Avatar. Rather, we wound up in a reasonably flat areathat may be better described as a veldt or savannah; and since our trip was at the verybeginning of the spring period, there was much more brown– dead lawn and discolored trees–to be seen than lush green. But that’s most likely better than the dense jungle scenes I hadactually thought, since we could in fact see the pets as they moved through the surroundinglocations. And we did see animals; indeed, there were so many, and of numerous selections,that I occasionally wondered whether I was actually located in a big, outside petting zoo ofsome kind. Not that I would have attempted to animal the prides of lions who wandered past us,nor the mean-tempered water buffalo, wildebeests, or warthogs. However the reality that all ofthese pets can co-exist in the same location was exceptional. In addition to the lions, buffalo,wildebeest, and warthogs, we also saw leopards, zebras, giraffes, rhinos, hippos, elephants,crocodiles, wild dogs, hyenas, babboons, monkeys, mongeese, and huge herds of antelopes(which consisted of kudu and impalas, and goodness knows exactly what else). I didn’t also tryto monitor all the birds we saw; vultures, eagles, and hawks were all over, but there werenumerous others that I had actually never seen or heard of previously, and which I’ll probablynever see once more back in the metropolitan jungle of New York City. Some of these typeswere quite compatible and nonchalant about being in each others’ presence; but there was noconcern that killers were almost everywhere, and that there was a steady battle between thehunters and the hunted.Without a doubt, it was somewhat unusual to see just how numerous hundreds of antelopehandled to avert the consistent risk of lions, leopards, and cheetahs (the one species that wedid not see on the travel); but it slowly became clear that hackneyed expressions like “survivalof the fittest” in fact do indicate something out right here. Yes, the older pets, and the weak andlame and extremely young are rather vulnerable, and they usually do not make it through reallylong; however great deals much more do make it through by being constantly alert, regularlysmelling the breeze, and frequently listening for cautioning sounds from neighboring birds,monkeys, and members of their own herd. Our endeavors into the wilderness location containedtwo jeep trips each day: one beginning at 6 AM, which was about when the sunlight turned up;and one beginning around 4 PM, and ending soon after it got dark. (It took a day or two for anurban area occupant like me to realize that when it gets dark out in the shrub, it’s 3/4
  4. 4. really dark; just how our guide handled to discover his means back to the lodge in the dark was an unexplained secret.) In addition to a guide who drove our Land Rover and maintained a stable narrative of what we were seeing, each of our groups also had a tracker, who typically sat on a jump-seat at the extremely front of the auto, right over the left-front tire (except when we were in the presence of lions, at which point he relocated to the back of the auto, together with the rest of us ignorant visitors). I need to admit that I was rather blasé about the notion of a “tracker” in fact having the ability to see, check out, and follow a “track” of some pet; but time and once more, they found tracks on the dirt tracks that we visitors could not see even when they were pointed out to us. And the guides kept an ongoing radio/walkie-talkie contact with other overviews, who were zooming around other parts of the big game reserve in their own jeeps; together with the support of the tracker, and their memories of where they had actually seen numerous pets the day previously, they were able to collaborate and synchronize to locate animals that were on the hunt, or feasting simply after a bloody kill … or, in some cases, sound asleep in the center of the dirt tracks that we were driving on. I had numerous hours each day to observe all of this, and I took two or three thousand images by the end of the week. A couple of were blurred and out of focus; some were mundane or mundane; and numerous were almost identical, as I shot continuous brokens of images while they stretched, ran, rubbed, or nuzzled one yet another. So I have actually wound up with a reasonably small number of pictures that I felt were worth uploading. Hopefully they will certainly transmit at least a little of exactly what it’s like to really be in the presence of so numerous animals; however to truly value it, you’ve got to be there, in individual. So, if a safari is not on your bucket list, you may want to think about including it. On the other hand, I’m still thinking of Patagonia, Easter Island, and all those other places that are still on my very own bucket list. More information on South African experience at : 4/4Powered by TCPDF (