Pic-and-Word-Challenge_Wk108_Giants


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Week 108

Giants

Upon seeing this week’s theme, my first thoughts were of Africa’s Gentle Giants.

Gentle enough to walk between two vehicles…

But still ready to tell you where to go

or they will really get cross.

Finally this is an experience I will never forget.

  A six ton, thirty year old male who had killed

several hippos in a fit of youthful rage

after his mother was killed or died.

And he still remembered our guide

who raised him after he lost his mother.

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Pic and Word Challenge: Giants

7 thoughts on “Pic-and-Word-Challenge_Wk108_Giants

  1. Pingback: Steadfast ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #109 – Pix to Words

    • It is so wonderful we are planning a return visit, Patrick. Nothing like seeing the outline of an elephant walking by only 20 metres away. Or having just zipped up the tent and hearing a lion roar….we doing its track 34-40 metres from our camp next morning. It sounded much, much closer.

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      • <grin> Yeah. I’ve camped in grizzly country. Fortunately (or unfortunately) my close encounters have always been in daylight. And I was either indoors or on a bicycle when I’ve seen them the closest.

        It’s a rare thing, I think, to feel so vulnerable to the whims of an apex predator. And I think only those who’ve actually been attacked really understand the true fierceness of these creatures, the real nature of their threat.

        An experience that isn’t actually on my bucket list. Viewing from a safe distance, or from behind a substantial barrier… that’s fine by me!

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      • Closest I have come to bears in the wild was at Clear Lake Golf Course, Manitoba. Had to wait a safe distance away for bears to cross fairway and again in the Rockies there was a traffic jam of tourists photographing two bear just off the road. One thing with our safaris we have always felt safe and our guide always puts safety first.

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      • My closest encounter with a bear was a black standing in the middle of Cut Yer Bars, a mountain bike train in Whistler. I was blasting down the descent portion of the trail, and a little airborne when I first saw it and hit the front brake too hard on landing, which pitched me over the handle bars. I came to rest about 30′ from the bear.

        Black bears are rarely aggressive, fortunately, especially a solo bear. They’re just as likely to run away at the sight of a human. But this one stood its ground. It seemed a rather large bear. That could have been mostly an effect of its proximity.

        So I stood up, very slowly. It looked at me for a moment… then took a step up the trail, toward me.

        So I took a step back.

        After a brief pause, another step forward.

        Another step back, putting me level with my bike, which I picked up and held in front of myself like a shield.

        It’s called “Cut Yer Bars” for a reason. It’s a narrow trail, especially in that section, confined on either side by hemlock and cedar trees. The bear didn’t really have many options but to keep moving forward, which it did now in continuous motion for another few steps, each of which I matched, backwards.

        Until it found an opening in the trees, veered to the right off the trail, and continued. I saw it through the dense trees, passing about 15 feet to my left.

        I climbed back on the bike, and completed the rest of the ride at a somewhat reduced rate of speed. Though, I gotta say, my heart rate took a little longer to come down. 😉

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