And I must say, they did not encroach on our personal space as much we invaded theirs. No frogs in our beds or underfoot. The most never-to-be forgotten walk we have ever taken occurred while at this wonderful camp. We had driven out onto a rolling plain with short grasses and a wide view of sky and horizon. There were thickets providing shade surrounding the rather bowl-like terrain we had entered. Philemon asked if we would like a walk and everyone agreed that a leg-stretcher would feel very good indeed. So we climbed out of our safari wagon with Philemon leading our single-file group. Martin brought up the rear with a large rifle and Moses carried one too.
Lion Walking Along The Tree-Line
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