Especially the more dangerous ones.
Stopping and getting ready
Animals taking off
Flies and midges challenge
Stay calm and collected
Eyes stinging from perspiration
Crouching on all fours
Neck muscles hurting
Thorns and rocks under your knee
A branch hurting your face
Sitting on your back
And the burning sensation to swat
In a place you cannot reach
Camera ploughing in the dust and sand
Scratching against a rock
Dust covering the lens
You touch the lens
With your dirty hands
The moment of truth
Guide close behind you
You want comfort to get closer
Is dusted in the space
Between you and the armed guide
"It's too close
The lioness has young
She is very aggressive"
Carries across more in lip reading
Adrenalin blinds the periphery
Noise rushing in your ears
You take aim
Limit your vision through a narrow lens
As if putting all your faith in God or man
The zoom exaggerates her proximity
The lioness growls
You see a snarl
Eyes flashing hatred
A heavy armor plate on your chest
Keeps you breathing
Pumping tight against the inside of your ribs
Echoes in your mind
And you feel the slight tremble in your muscles
Engulfs your immediate awareness
You start to crawl backward
For the first time
You wonder if you soiled your pants ...
Note: Thanks to Tara who helped me groom this.
I hope you enjoy sharing the excitement of the "hunt".
Apr 8, 2009 1:39:30 pmby bmac62 Homepage »
OK, Piet. This is very, very good. Tara steared you right. I know I've heard you mention lions before and wondered what getting into and out of their space would feel like. Now, you've given me an adrenaline pumping opportunity to see and feel for myself. And, then you've given me a chance to relax along with you and laugh at the end as you consider what involuntary event may have happened to you enroute. A-1 my friend.