world Journey or Safari of Masai Mara, Kenya Forests

Then we romped about in the jeep for an hour, zigzagging through ubiquitous dirt tracks and drinking in some spectacular scenery. the driver knew where to take us in that limitless unmarked expanse of savannah is beyond me-but soon enough the gazelles appeared, Thomson's and Grant's, Grazing prettily on the sides, skipping along in front of us, occasionally casting curious glances in our direction with their wide dark eyes. There were antelope too, great grand curvy-horned bucks, and innocent- locking impalas, and then wildebeest,with their unmistakable shaggy gray beards, and this other unimpressive bovine creative called topi. We saw them, sometimes lounging around in intimate little groups, sometimes in enormous, herds, all swishing their tails, twitching their ears, and ruminating over supper, quite oblivious of our presence. sometimes they'd be seen hanging out with funny looking birds too, crowned cranes, Marabou storks and blue quails, and sometimes we'd catch them in rather embarrassing position. 

Soon the zebras also showed up, but the were never seen by themselves, or even in pairs. Zebras are full aware of their own desirableness in the eyes of a lion, sticking together in big bunches is the only defense mechanism the have to save themselves from becoming cat food. So when a lion sees a flock of zebra, he actually just sees an indistinct muddle of stripes, and while that can even confuse us at times, it is positively bewildering for the lion, who is also color-blind. But-if  you happen to be an individualistic, itinerant kind of zebra, it's not likely you'll even last the day. driver was telling us all these things.  

 I don't know where we were, but for the first time since the beginning of the safari, we saw a sign of other human beings- a specks of white parked about 20 kilometers ahead, with ant-sized heads popping out from on top, looking with great interest at something in grass. We made our way there. And as we approached the other jeep, we saw with our own eyes what it was that those people were gasping at.     Lions.
Six lions.  Lolling about in the grass, barely 50 yards away from us. Ripping the flesh off what  looked like a wildebeest carcass. It was unbelievable. Nobody spoke anything nobody even breathed. all you could hear was the sound of wind rustling through the grass, and the grunts and chomps of the lions ass they devoured the wildebeest.                                   nature Kenya