Our most exciting sighting of a big cat was a leopard and her cub. We found the mother taking the sun on a fallen tree right next to the road. She let us look at her for less than a minute, then calmly made her way into the brush. George knew where she usually left her cub and drove us into the tree line. And there he was. Fussy and spitting up in a tree. We left in less than a minute so as to not give undue stress. He came down from his perch and walked away in the direction of Mama.
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