Military escort
Wide eyed, we searched for signs of a buffalo, hoping for perhaps elephant.
Excitement overtook us when we noticed a baby mountain gorilla hanging
alone in a nearby tree. After a glimpse, guides hurried our group far from
the babe, allowing the jungle to obscure our view. In that jaded backpackercentered way, I assumed that since we had not paid the astronomical USD
500 official fee to see the gorillas, our guides would forbid us from snapping
a decent picture. In hindsight, and with a bit more maturity, I learned that
this babe was likely a young in one of the lesser-visited bands. After the
politicized death of Dian Fossey, these fellows have received considerably
less attention. Perhaps, the mother to this babe would be less than
impressed by, or accustomed to, our presence. Still – a thrill.
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