A lion cub explores its habitat alone.
Curious and breathtakingly cute, the cub ambled slowly toward us. Inquisitively the cub began to explore the underside of the Land Rover, stopping to steal a glance at us every now and then. Favouring the bull bars on the front of the vehicle the cub held us ‘hostage’ for over an hour as he wandered out of sight. Unaware of the cub’s location we hung out of windows, doors and the vehicle roof trying to locate the furball. The game of hide and seek came to an abrupt end as the cub’s mother gave a short but forceful warning roar by our truck.
Playtime was over.
This post is the second in the series “Memories of the Maasai Mara” and is an extract from the Taraji Blue book “Memories of the Maasai Mara” …
Privileged to spend eight nights in the Maasai Mara in October 2009, we relished the opportunity to revisit our land of dreams.
Ever since our first visit to Kenya in 2005 we’d fallen in love with the continent and had longed to return. For four years we’d played our Africa CDs daily and viewed our photos longingly, anticipating the day we would return. Back in 2009 we had our chance…
Each morning we bounded out of our beds and into the wilderness, eager and hopeful of what the day would bring. We owe much of our success to the fantastic guides and staff of the Kicheche Bush Camp, Mara Safari Club and David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust, who we cannot praise enough and to whom we long to return.
It is through our experiences and time in Kenya that we tell, and re-live, our memories of this amazing continent, and above all, of the Maasai Mara.