It was a fine morning there was not a cloud in the sky. The birds where chirping all around and actually everything was going on quite fine however there was something lingering nearby.
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| Craig with only a rock for protection |
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| What was that noise? |
As I took John his insulation tape that he had asked for, the monkeys where making quite a scene up in the trees, just outside tent number seven. After a short discussion we thought that we had better go and investigate the scene. As we where silently sneaking through the bush we both picked up a rock just in case the situation was to turn ugly on us. As we carefully approached one bush in particular we were presented with a deep bellowing growl, which just seemed to penetrate strait through the body; resulting in shivers all the way down the spine. A few seconds later after we had all had some time too thankfully calm down I heard a roar of laughter from John.
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| Craig with fresh leopard tracks |
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| Fresh track |
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| Set of leopard tracks |
What an experience we had, where else in the world could you run into a face to face encounter with the resident leopard (Panthera Pardus) only 100 meters from the tent.
Was it Zawadi?
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