

The advantage of being in a private reserve revealed itself right after lunch on our first official game drive. Until then, we’d only seen rhinoceros far off in the distance. In National Parks, one must stay strictly on the roads. At Lewa, to our amazement and delight, when Karamushu spotted a rhino family grazing on a hillside about a mile from the road, he simply abandoned the road and took off over the bush to get as close as possible. What fun!
Rhinos are fierce creatures. This is a white rhino--so called because of their wide front lip, not their color. “White” is a corruption of an Affricaner word meaning “wide.” There was a baby rhino among the animals we saw there, but the brush was too thick and its mother too cagey for me to get a a very good picture of it. Can you see its headless body behind the mother, on the right? The heavy brush is obscuring the head. Aargh. Frustrating!

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