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Stage 2 escort |
This morning, we left camp to drive to
Ngamo, the neighborhood Stage 2. In this Stage 2, there are currently 6
female lions, 1 male lion, 1 adolescent lion and 4 cubs. These trips to Stage 2 occur 3 times a day for 2 hours, with additional trips in the middle of the night and other times during the day as needed and the purpose behind the trips
is to research the behaviours
and interactions that occur within the pride.
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The leg thief |
During our particular visit, the lions were all
found in what appear to be a graveyard. The area was littered with skulls
and bones of various sized animals, and it only seemed fitting to find the
pride with a zebra kill from earlier that morning in this area. We spent
our entire time here as the entire pride was lounging around, with the male (Mylo) and
the two dominant females feeding on what was remaining of the carcass. Every
so often, we would play witness to the cubs trying to sneak in without the
permission of their father, only to be scared off with a menacing growl.
When a subordinate female attempted the same move as the cubs, they too were chased away followed by a flash of teeth.
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Mylo and his zebra |
At one point, one of the females made off with a
leg from the carcass and quickly ran off to hide with her prize. The cubs
were eventually allowed to feed alongside their dad as he slowly filled up.
A couple of the cubs did not join the others because they were already
full, which was evident by their enormous bellies. It seemed impossible for
the cubs to walk with their stomachs that full and usually they would just stand, wobble a couple of steps and then fall down to sleep.
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A satisfied cub |
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Full bellies |
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Alex's meat prep wardrobe |
Following research, we were driven a short
way off of camp to a butchery just outside of Antelope Park. Waiting for
us in the butchery was a cold room. Inside the cold room were caresses of
various animals that were given to Antelope Park along with bags of
organs donated by local butchers. We spent our time at the
butchers cutting up an impala and breaking it down into individual legs.
We then cut off fist-sized chunks of mean from what was remaining of the
carcass and then hid vitamins inside.
After we had our fill of cutting up dead
animals, the smell (you get used to it quickly, or stop breathing- either
works) and standing in a pool of blood, we cleaned up the cold room and walked
through a cloud of flies back to our chariot, a pickup truck with
benches in the back (I actually loved these trucks and when we would have a
driver who drove a little bit too fast so that we would have to hold on to the bench to prevent ourselves from falling out the sides. I seriously loved these trucks and
the adventures they took me on). We then went to visit the P's
to deliver their legs where we also got 'lion kisses' when we fed the chunk of
meat with vitamins to them through the fence.
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Cleaning up the butchery |
Following the kitty kisses, we went to the
stables to make horse food for the numerous horses that resided there. The
work was not difficult, just dusty as everything that was put into the food was
processed and chopped up. We delivered the goodies to the
various troughs around the stables and then went to meet our 'ele' friends for
elephant herding.
I still can't say what my favorite thing to do
at night was, whether it was lion walks or elephants. Both the elephants
and the lions become familiar with you and will come to greet you whether it is
with a curious trunk or a throaty groans from the lions. Either way, you
get to see the sunset at the end of everyday, which never ceases to amaze me.
Oh my goodness... so on one of my last days we had to clean out the butchery cold room that had gone OFF because of a power cut. Oh my god. Most vile thing I think I've ever done. Not to mention both Gillian and I almost fell into the soapy bloody water.... ughhh...*vom*
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