from Cumberland Sausage.
Describing the emotions felt when quietly sitting ten feet from a huge silverback eating its lunch is difficult, but suffice to say once again I was close to tears. Perhaps the most amusing incident occured when I was behind the main group who were observing a silverback and female. I was changing camera lenses, and had one between my thighs and the other in my hand. At this point the silverback charged (his perogative) scattering my fellow tourists around me. All I could do was drop to the floor in a ball looking at the ground, as we had been told to do, and I heard the silverback pass inches behind me, beating it's chest.
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whoah dude
I don't know what office
Cumberland Sausage shared with
Sken like a Ribble fluke - but some really talented and adventurous individuals are deserting that company to travel - great read & fantastic photos - will highlight in a day or two.
Reply to this Yeah, some good reads! I really need to lay off some of these blogs though... I'll get nothing done at work! :-\
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