Over the other side of the swampy area there were eight lions and a few buffalo foolishly wandered close to the pride. Realising their error, the buffaloes bolted, one straight into the swamp followed by six lions. They were headed for us – so we all leapt into the cars and waited.


The animals charged through our picnic area and, after a little while, the lions strolled back past us. They showed absolutely no interest in our lovely steak. Obviously we couldn’t compete with fresh buffalo.