Lions and Tigers, Oh My!

The scanning project continues!

The Howard women went on safari in 1997.  While we were very fortunate to go on such an amazing adventure, and the whole trip was still somehow very pricey, we in fact went "old school" with our safari package [translate - low budget when compared to those who stay in a posh lodge with Maasai Warrior performances and 5 star buffets]. 

We had two amazing men to guide us through the Serengeti, keeping us safe and "cooking" for us for a full week.  Supplies were meagre from the get go and there was no such thing as pudding [translate - protein deficiency and sugar withdrawal].


The driving was rough. It was strange to be both tired and restless at the same time, especially after doing so little each day. At night, once camp was set, we had to stay within tight bounds to make sure we weren't gobbled up by the wildlife.  Our driver was alert 24x7 with his riffle ready to go.


 

Our driver was so so so chuffed when he found this leopard.  It was in the distance and tucked away pretty good.  But apparently it's pretty rare to spot one.

 Don't let Lynnie's smile fool you.  She was very very grumpy.  We were low on fresh food.  Actually, low on food full stop.  And this is when I came out with the classic for which Lynn will never forgive me:  Lynnie, what would you say if I had a Mars bar in my bag right now, ready to pull out and split in half?    There was a long pause.  And a look of desperate hope.  Of course, there was no such bar of chocolaty caremelly yumminess to be had.

 Nana rocking it in her tent.

 

  

 

 I think this is at the end of the safari and not the start because Lynn looks appropriately traumatised, knackered and satisfied.  Like a survivor (small "s").