Our last full day in the Serengeti.
Some of you may be very relieved to hear that.
Dawn in the Serengeti.
These are the only photos of impalas that I have put in these blogs. Impalas and Gazelles are everywhere in this part of the Serengeti, and as they are the basic food for the larger predators, you kinda get used to them. Urgh, I don't mean to eat, I mean to look at!!
So: two special photos of them to finish on.
As the daylight arrived, we once more followed the Mara upstream. (If you can follow upstream...)
We spent some time in the company of a herd of elephants. You should try it sometime.
They seemed quite comfortable with us pointing cameras at them. Probably an improvement on shotguns.
There was a training class going on.
This guy was showing how to dig up tasty roots with your tusks.
Now your go.
Deeper.
That was just too exhausting.
Time for a hug.
No hugs for me - I'm British.
Ok guys, down to the river.
Uh. Maybe not.
Then, not long after these elephantine gymnastics was this now familiar scene:
Of course, it was one of those crossings that we were told was not going to happen.
Were they going to go?
Nope.
Erm... maybe...
Yes!
And they're off!
Thousands of them.
Too many to count. Yes, I tried.
The prediction of zero crossings was now a total mockery.
And oh look, another young calf about to be...
...free.
Was this our last crossing to watch?
Was this the last horrendous risk of diabolical death that we would witness?
You are allowed three guesses...
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