The morning following our trip over to Victoria Falls, we were back on the land vehicle, 'the Mog'. I have mentioned Shuur a number of times, but I' haven't mentioned out guide when on land. He's the head guide for the safari group and he's a dear and trusted friend by the name of Killer Raphatlaletse. Yep, Killer – that his real name and not a nickname. I've been told that his Mom named him that because it was a really difficult birth. I don't know, but he's a local coming from a village about 50 km west of Chobe. He has been guiding in The Chobe for nearly 20 years and knows every little nook and cranny of this wonderful park. He is held in very high regard among the other guides. That relationship would pay off today.
Killer’s enthusiasm and local knowledge mean that he is always in the right place at the right time with the Unimog ... well that was our plan. When I met up with Killer before picking up clients, he told me that the lions we've been hearing from made a kill yesterday, a young elephant. He just heard from one of his park ranger contacts that the lions were on the kill before sunrise. Time to move! I rounded up the guest as quickly as possible and we headed out. As is ALWAYS THE CASE. when you are in a hurry in the bush you see everything you want to see but don't have time to stop for. We zoomed past sable, kudu, warthogs, baboons, etc. Getting to the carcass. We knew that as soon as the sun was high, the lions would lie down and let the meat digest and shooting flat cats is no fun.
RUSH RUSH RUSH ... and in the end. blah ... flat cats. To make matters worse, the dead elephant was right beside the trail, but the cats were a distance away and not that easy to see. Up close.