At the break of dawn the mother returned with her cubs to the carcass of the wildebeest slaughtered just hours before. As she dragged the carcass across the plains, the cubs preyed, pounced and stalked. The mother, somewhat wearily, encouraged the cubs, eager for them to improve their skills. Her patience, however, wore a little thin as the cubs stopped stalking the carcass and focussed their attention on her. Pouncing on her rear and neck they practiced capturing and suffocating prey – just as they have seen her do.
This post is the seventh in the series “Memories of the Maasai Mara” and is an extract from the Taraji Blue book “Memories of the Maasai Mara” …
Privileged to spend eight nights in the Maasai Mara in October 2009, we relished the opportunity to revisit our land of dreams.
Ever since our first visit to Kenya in 2005 we’d fallen in love with the continent and had longed to return. For four years we’d played our Africa CDs daily and viewed our photos longingly, anticipating the day we would return. Back in 2009 we had our chance…
Each morning we bounded out of our beds and into the wilderness, eager and hopeful of what the day would bring. We owe much of our success to the fantastic guides and staff of the Kicheche Bush Camp, Mara Safari Club and David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust, who we cannot praise enough and to whom we long to return.
It is through our experiences and time in Kenya that we tell, and re-live, our memories of this amazing continent, and above all, of the Maasai Mara.