The day started at 3 am - once again, the lions in camp. I woke up with Todi, the store keeper calling me and asking for help. The lions were pulling the ropes of his tent.
There was nothing else to do than gather my courage and walk out of the tent, torch in one hand, pepper spray in the other. I started making noise and shouting at the cats but man, they were twelve.
They left Todi' s tent and came to investigate. Three of them arrived 6 metres from me,....... Read More
Photographs & Story by Pietro Luraschi of Kwihala Camp.
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