T'was the season and as I sit here reflecting upon our safari trip in June counting the months it has been, I realize that many an expectant mother out there is now showing or starting to show.
With so many species demonstrating to us the art of copulation in the wild and with my knowledge of their times to bear so limited, I feel woefully undereducated on that subject matter.
But horny they were those boys as they were playing the field, especially when considering the masses of wildebeests stretching out in front of us, dotting the far horizon with thousands of male and females in heat wandering seemingly aimless.
|this better works I don't want to walk too far|
|please avert eyes|
For those of you that want to know which animal hides within those hyphenated words you may stop reading here and refer to google for a search.
|thanks in advance|
So... as I said, my possible future wikipedia contribution would allude to the fact that there are types of male animals with limited options of who they would mate with, although they do have the advantage of receiving invitations from dedicated women whose eyes never wander. While other males seem to just turn in a juvenile way to the nearest lady in the crowd and request her for an invite to "visit".
|what about it?|
|is this really necessary?|
|the unwashed masses|
Of all animals displaying their skills, it was the giraffe who made me understand that the act of lovemaking in the wide open fields, which stretched in front of us as far as the eye could see, is also a dangerous activity. When we turned a corner and met this group (also named "tower") of giraffes a dominant male was preparing a mount.
It is important to know at this stage in the story that giraffes are generally making loose associations with other giraffes, when they meet each other while traveling along in a certain direction. They are teaming up so to say for "now".
|and so we go on the road together|
For those among you, my "loyal" readers,(and here I mean those that are still reading this risque story), because I would not blame any of you who would have stopped reading, and with a sigh labeled me a pervert, especially when you are forced to see all these pictures -- anyway, those who construe the word "neck" as "making out" are mistaken.
|Is this not a bit late to start necking?|
Some males at some time during their trek decide that the girls are pretty enough to lay claim to them. So they start dueling among themselves using their necks the way Irish would use their fists battling for dominance to be established, thus earning the right to gift at a time of the lady's choosing a potential pregnancy to miss giraffe. While writing this it dawns on me that nature has very few married ladies.
|guard duty for the couple in the middle|
|the dangerous spreading position|
While the timing of our wonderful and enchanting 12 day safari brought unexpected attention to the above described rituals, so much more was learned and experienced that it may seem preposterous and wrong not to "show and tell" about other subjects, for example about our sleeping
|what hangs from that hook?|
|no mosquitos to fear|
|even the beer is elephanty!|
|a picture of us in our cruiser|
supervision of our driver/guide to relieve themselves in full view of the other spectators ( be it us in the vehicle or wary animals at "safe" distance).
This immersing ourselves in nature was a privilege which in so many ways is difficult to describe because, unless you did a safari yourself, words cannot emote the intensity of sound, sight and smell when you experience the lonesomeness and the vastness of your surroundings, smelling the fresh air change as the day grew from morn till dusk, but also inhaling the dust of a passing vehicle, which, if you have an experienced driver, does not happen often.
So my faithful reader let me show you with as few words as possible in pictures some days in the lives of our six lucky safari goers.
|private deck per couple|
|a regular bush bathroom|
|nightly boozing in the fields|
|dinner in the wild|
|our guardian angels|
|at the gate of the masai mara|
|lodging at lake Victoria|
|briefing for next drive|
|we are sleeping royally|
|swimming with a view and a bar|
|always more than enough food|
|night night till next time|