Day Two at Ulusaba
There’s nothing more relaxing than watching elephants chew their way through grassland while you’re sitting comfortably in a open-sided game vehicle. Until a grumpy female wants to pick a fight.
Elephant herds by definition are predominantly female. From the matriarch – the eldest and wisest of the herd – right through the ranks.
Males head off when they reach puberty and tend to settle into a loose affiliation with other males. A male elephant in musth is full of testosterone and fury so best to give them a wide berth.
The bigger herds though are generally more relaxed and will happily tolerate a game vehicle joining the party. However, as with humans, when one of the females is having a bad day she will certainly let you know. That’s what happened to me today. She gave me quite a scare…
Not quite as scared as this lone buffalo would have felt when he found himself surrounded by a pride of lion.
Nevertheless, he stood his ground and despite a young lioness fancying her chances, her aunt advised caution of the big old bull and he lived to roam the savannah for another day.
Heading back to camp I was delighted to see my all time favourite animal. Not a leopard, lion or giraffe – though they are my second favourite – but, warthog!
They were a very long way away but it was still wonderful to see them scurrying through the Bush, their little tales in the air.
This afternoon we’re going fishing…