They say the early bird gets the worm; in this case these early rising lions got the zebra. We did not witness the kill - thankfully for me since zebra have a special place in my equine-loving heart - and these two almost certainly had assistance from an older and more skilled hunter (most likely their mother), but the steady gaze of this pair let us know that breakfast was not to be shared with two New Yorkers on holiday.
This was one of our five morning game drives with our wonderful guide, Joe, who knew every inch of the Kampana Private Game Reserve and always seemed to take us right where something was happening...or was about to happen.
On two afternoons, Joe convinced us to track rhino on foot. It is true that the experience out of a vehicle and in the bush is much more intense...and it became even more so when we spotted a mother rhino and her baby some 20 yards away. This is when Joe whispered to me that when a rhino appears to be looking straight at you, she is actually not because her eyes are of course on the sides of her head so she sees nothing directly in front of her. Somewhat comforting.
It is impossible for me to see lion, rhino, elephant, and giraffe in Africa without feeling a renewed imperative to help save them from poachers and other forms of extinction. But this morning with the lions, we just watched and marveled and felt very, very fortunate to be having breakfast in Africa.