Ghostblog Hantu dan Mitos

The next morning, I was in the first group of cars out the gate at 6. I immediately set course for Nsemani, but it was deathly quiet so instead I drove north to Girivana on the faint hope that the lioness and the three cubs I was promised yesterday had finally made an appearance. As I turned left down to the waterhole, I saw a jackal (another first!) and my heart actually sank, because I wouldn't think it would be there if the lions were there also. At the parking lot before the actual dam, I saw one other car parked and my heart sank further. And then I saw them . Just as I was about to hit the gas and pass the parked car, my eyes focused on four shapes to the left of me, that I might otherwise have taken for stones or just some immovable objects in the background. But I saw and behold; a lioness and three cubs. The one nearest to me looked bigger so he might have been a year old, but the two other ones must have been born this year. I barely got a pic of the jackal. The two tiny ...

The next morning, I drove off shortly after 6am. I made about an hour's worthless roundtrip back to the first Olifants lookout point, then I drove down a pretty but quite barren gravel road close to the river. It was only when I got to the paved H1-4 that shit started to go down. First, I spotted some vultures and some wildebeest and dutifully photographed them. Mr. Vulture on the lookout. He was soon joined by others. A solitary wildebeest. Then, right after the Nyamarhi waterhole, I saw two male lions. The first one was underneath some bushes, but still clearly visible in profile and not far from the road. Yeah, I'm good looking and I know it . He soon keeled over and went to sleep. The other one was lying on the actual roadside, also in profile and they were both magnificent animals. I opened the side window just a notch to get some pics with my cell phone and then another notch to poke my big lens out (not a euphemism). However, my window sometimes made this screeching soun...