Once you get
used to the fact that there are many things around you that can kill or at
least considerably damage you, you stop being ready to fight-or-flee at all
times (even while having a wee, because stuff can crawl into the bathroom).
But being charged by an elephant, crossing rivers with crocs and then walking
along fresh lion tracks on the river sand bars, finding a tiny white spider in
your camera case whose bite launches you to the nearest hospital, or just
forgetting to put on (enough) sunscreen and getting roasted by the African sun,
quickly brings you back to reality.
The listed
experiences are true, and you have to keep your eyes, ears and nose sharp at
all times to avoid lethal consequences. Especially when it comes to those sneaky
elephants.
They’re big and they usually break things as they go so you’d expect
to see or at least hear them coming. But the shrubs are really thick and their
soft feet suppress even the loudest sounds of trampled trees, branches and
grasses. So you don’t know they’re close until they’re right at you.
Been
there, done that – my guard on the watch, me busy setting up the transect line,
elephant out of the bush. I was already running and whisper-shouting
“elephant!” to the guard before he realized what was happening. Luckily, at
that moment the elephant had already decided it scared us well enough and
disappeared again.
As if it was a common shrew and not the biggest guy on
land.
But that was
the second time I got surprised like that – the first time was a lot more
terrifying, even though it happened while driving. Just after I made a turn, I
saw a little red tourist car standing on the road. Nothing alarming, it is a
completely normal sight here in the park; tourists stop their vehicles whenever
and wherever they feel like, observe the giraffe kilometres away, study the map,
have a cup of tea, change their babies’ dippers. So we slowly, carefully pass
them (because for some reason they think they’re the only people in the park
and you never know when they’d start driving all over the road again) and
continue with our way.
However, that that particular car had a proper reason to
be motionless – it was on a look out for a large male elephant. Though, it didn’t
realize the bull was camera shy. Just before the red car would become the
elephant’s new football, another car (with me in it) drove around the corner
and distracted the bull. He shifted his rage towards the approaching vehicle
and started charging. And there I was, still in the process of overtaking the red
car, suddenly being charged by a furious elephant.
Break, reverse, full gas! With
the bull just after (in front of) you, it’s too scary and too dangerous to be
looking forwards, so I kept my eyes on the road behind me and kept on reversing
until the car engine smelled bad. My driving skills did not let me down and the
elephant and his bad mood got left behind.
I was thinking
about those two incidents afterwards and came to the conclusion that the elephants
were probably just playing. And their favourite game is hide and seek. I guess
I lost because I found only two of them. But you never know, they might be very
patient and still waiting there for me, hiding in the bushes.
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