Simply at that point, the bison moved out of his flounder, came towards us and remained around 30 yards from the jeep. He was a stunning sight,
biting gradually side to side and shaking his head, with a few little winged creatures – oxpeckers – sitting on his back, taking care of ticks and so
forth. He remained sufficiently ache for me to take him in from best to toe before he moved gradually on his way.
The same morning our guide had told us that lions had slaughtered a zebra very early. From a separation we had seen the enormous maned lion
lying by the body, thundering his pleasure at the achievement of his chase. We chose to visit him yet again. Papi spotted him first – “Look, there
he is, the ‘old gentleman’, in the shade of an acacia” – and around 30 yards from him, we saw his associate and three full-developed cubs. Just the
skeleton of the zebra remained.
As we drove a few times round these lions, at a separation of 20 or 30 yards, we saw that they were not at all bothered by us; they didn’t confront
snarl. They simply lay there, satiated, and watched us slowly. When I thought I saw a notice look from the male when we came a bit excessively
close, yet I could have been off-base. On we drove, I excited to have seen this.
We kept on observing more amusement: waterbuck, even a herd of eland – the world’s biggest gazelles, immense, stunning monsters, with thick,
winding horns pointing in reverse – standing not a long way from us, however they kept an attentive separation since the lions were amongst us
and them.
It was towards the finish of that first exceptional day in Gorongosa that I saw two cheetahs chasing – two young brothers from a similar litter,
whispered our guide. I watched, barely setting out to inhale, as they gradually crawled up towards their quarry from either side in the long grass,
the one creeping towards a gazelle, driving it towards the