The Swiss guy from Lucerne who is currently riding his bicycle for three years in southern Africa has a hard time seeing what I see, and it is making him antsy to be so near yet so interminably far away from what everyone wants to see when they go on a night safari–
Right beneath us, I see a tuft of mane poking over the grass, a barely discernible layer of gold sandwiched in a field of green. Our guide Johannes spots the tracks on the soft sand the second go-round this spot, and without hesitation, he pulls the safari mobile right up to our napping cat’s hammock.
I think he half thinks this bold movement will trigger the lion into action, giving Loretta, Beat and I the show of a lifetime, but no, this lion does what lions do best–sleep.
No worries, as I learn that low expectations means always being pleasantly surprised, so I am completely thrilled to wrap up our night safari with a lion spotting, ‘specially since we just return from some pretty special moments with elephants in their barren trees cape.
Very nice, animals.