The Next Meal?
At Kgalagadi Transfrontier Park, South Africa, a lioness eyes us. It was a bit spooky to stare into her eyes …I had the feeling she was trying to decide which of us might make the best next meal. Luckily she had just finished feeding on a Springbok… you can see the blood staining the left side of her chest. We originally found her, semi-concealed in a bush, crunching (yes, we were close enough hear the “crunches”) the bones of her latest kill. I remember thinking that if I ever heard that sound again, up close, it would most likely mean I had become the main course.