Our day was almost over on our safari in the Serengeti and we came upon our grand finale! Near the road was a pride of female lions, 12 in all, enjoying their freshly killed zebra. It was a thrilling and somewhat chilling to see them tearing into the still warm flesh, devouring the meat and grinding the bones. There would be nothing left when they were finished feasting. They didn’t pay us any mind as we hovered taking pictures only a mere 10 feet away.
There were two sets of 3 cubs of different ages in the group. They seemed to be chowing down in perfect harmony, until the food got in shorter supply. Soon there was lots of snarls and gnashing of teeth. The young cubs were kicked away at one point and ran to their Mom, as kids do, for comfort and protection.
As the meal ended we laughed to see them lying on their backs with very full bellies in the air. They didn’t have a care in the world seeing us watching them from our jeep in the evening.
As we near our lodge we had a chance to take a better look at some Warthogs. These strange animals are members of the pig family. They are fast runners and are strange comical looking animals. They have two sets of sharp tusks however and can be aggressive. It has been reported that warthogs have given lions deep, serious, deadly wounds, which sometimes end with the lion bleeding to death.
This is our last evening on the Serengeti. As I watch the sunset, I try to take it into my minds eye. I see the vast plains that seem to stretch to the sky and the golden short grass on this September day, with large patches of black burn, that will give to new green in the weeks to come. Here and there groups of animals break the pattern. Animals living each day as nature intended in balanced harmony. Killing to live. I know I won’t return, as my quest to see new places will keep me away but I will draw upon my memories of the Serengeti for many years to come. It fills me with a sense of hope and a belief in the world and the continuation of life as we know it.