Game Drive

So the way the game drives work: you’re  picked up in an off-road truck like a Landcruiser or similar, then driven into the local game park, in our case the Maasai Mara National Reserve. And this is the big one, the real deal, where all those National Geographic movies are made  

The cb’s are buzzing with chatter, guides letting other guides know where certain animals are. It’s cold inside the truck at 6 am and no windows, but your blood is pumping. Straight off you see a herd of zebra 20 feet from the road. Great start. Minutes later giraffes are nipping at treetops. 

We round a corner and three elephants are grazing just off in the distance. We’re really cooking now. 

Then the gazelles make an appearance and more. 

But come on, we know what we’re looking for… we’re all blood thirsty animals. And who is the king of the jungle? Or in this case the savanna. That’s right, we’re trekking lions bro! We want ‘em. Why? Cuz they scare the living shit out of us. We know this guy can tear us to shreds. So the hunt begins. Our primitive instincts kick in to overdrive. Here kitty, kitty, kitty…