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"Making
your time in Hwange count"
by
Tony Park
Friday, 2nd December 2016
Tony Park
Friday, 2nd December 2016
At thirteen minutes to midnight I looked over my
shoulder. My blood temperature dropped to match the chilly Hwange night. There
he was, hugely muscled with a big black mane, padding silently, dangerously
under the full moon.
The fully-grown
male lion stood six metres behind me. I stood, swaddled in a blanket and
beanie, in an open-sided hide at Big Toms, not far from Robins Camp.
I could hear my heartbeat and feel the
adrenaline. But there was no way I was going to call out to my fellow
counters, snoring in their roof tents, in case that big boy decided I was
worth a closer look. "