This is my last post on Africa. There are so many more thoughts and stories I would like to record to help me always remember this most wonderful adventure with my sisters. Because I am not a writer with my technical skills dismal at best, and with a mantra of "I'll do it tomorrow," when faced with any computer task I have stretched out this project much longer than originally planned. Greg who enjoys writing his posts has been very patient ,but
is getting itchy fingers and it is time to return the keyboard to his control.
The ranger was as excited as we were when he spotted the tracks . There are very few cheetahs in the preserve and are seen once in every three to four months. We were lucky enough to spend a couple of hours observing this graceful cat.
A cheetah climbs trees only to look around, checking out the grasses for prey and enemies.
The cheetah's body is designed for speed and has a very small head.
We watched this cat just dissapear into the wheat colored grasses of the savannah.
This slide shows some of the other sightings the last two days.
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Marvelous pictorial memories!
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