William H. Macy Instagram – We were back in camp after our evening ride drinking gin and tonic when Nettie reported spotting some lions. (We drank a lot of gin and tonics, but you know, tonic is quinine and quinine fights malaria. Just sayin’.) We all loaded into the Land Rover and drove ten or fifteen minutes and there they were. A big male lying in the grass and two females lounging nearby. We stopped the Land Rover a mere twenty feet from this giant cat and we were all sitting on the roof. Simon whispered we shouldn’t let our feet hang over the side. The lion looked at us for a beat with something like distain and then put his attention back on the females. I’ll cut to the chase and tell you we didn’t see him get lucky, but my point is, this guy was not afraid of us at all. This guy was not afraid of anything. While it’s true that game has grown accustomed to humans in trucks staring at them, this magnificent creature knew in his bones that should we try to do him any harm, he could handle it. He knew that he was top of the food chain, king of the jungle.
That night as we sat around the campfire after an amazing meal, having one last gin and tonic, and speculating what would we do if suddenly, we found ourselves ten miles into the bush on foot and totally alone, we heard the big lion’s deep throated humph humph, and we all agreed that he sounded like he’d just gotten lucky. | Posted on 22/Jul/2022 05:25:31
