We woke early, keen to see if we could get a look at the lions when they are most active. It paid off, with a pride being spotted soon enough. They were feasting on a few wildebeest they had taken down overnight. This was happy hunting season for the lions and they would fatten up at this time of year before the herds disappeared south. Then they would need to feed on more difficult to catch game such as zebra, antelope, and even giraffe or hippos.
Sam sat in the van in the cool morning, wrapped in a red and blue Masaai rug, kindly supplied by Jason. It was Jason’s coat of many colours – well, two. Even though we were on the equator, the plains were at 1600 metres altitude so it could get a bit chilly. Jacob was being very patient with Sam, who was continuing to make way too many references to black and white-skinned people. I explained to him about the documentary, the reason I was recording everything on a video camera (I didn’t want him thinking I was just another fat cat tourist).