...We first tried leaving the gates open, hoping that Mika and the females were not near. Simba however, was not going to leave a 5-star lion hotel with safe and secure fencing and a meal delivered every few days, ready for the taking.
Our reserve manager, Jacque Fourie, calls them his “big brown cows”. We like to call them buffalo. These bovids can be downright frightening at times, but just as quickly disarm you with their big brown eyes and sociable nature.
The smell of freshly baked bread, rain on the parched plains of Africa, a hardwood fire after a long day in the bush, the cow-like smell of a herd of buffalo in thick bush. These smells evoke a certain sense of wellbeing or possible danger.