I’ve already written about the hyena who visited us on our first night camping at the Okavango Delta, but there were a great many more animals who came wandering past. Most of them skirted the edges of the camp, but we were told that some would walk through in the dark when no people were out and about.
And every morning we would wake up to scenes like this behind our tent (in our backyard, as it were):
This was just one morning, a mixed herd of zebra and wildebeest.
To the other side, across the dirt road leading to the camp, the elephants would come to drink and eat, or bathe themselves. Some mornings there would be a lone bull or two, other mornings there would be whole families…with little ones! (I’ll save those photos for next time.) For now, here’s this guy (or gal) stuffing himself full of the green stuff.
When you have 1700 pictures from a safari, it’s hard to choose what to share and what stories to tell. Animal tales? People tales? The wind storm? Our sun downers? The leopard gnawing on a rib cage? The lioness with her cubs?
Decisions, decisions… A quick scroll for photos that caught my eye came upon this youngster in the process of standing up, looking a bit like an awkward human teenager. I know a few people who just LOVE giraffes so here she (he?) is: