We were up early to go back to the park. I had texted an early Shabbat greeting to our kids (6:00am Saturday here, 4:30pm Friday West coast, 7:30 pm East Coast). Paul texted back, “May Shiva bless you and keep you; May Vishnu shine his countenance upon you; and May Ganesh bless you and grant you peace.”
Our crowd is thinning, as some have Delhi Belly, and some don’t like the bouncy jarring nature of the jeep ride. Our naturalist described it as a “complimentary massage”. This time, the park police actually checked our passports to be sure they knew who was going in. I’m not exactly sure why, but that is what they do here. Of course, more hawkers at the gate while we waited. We went to a different area of the park this morning. Again, we saw a number of species including more monkeys, deer and peacocks. We saw a fairly fresh tiger paw print in the dust of the road, but still no tiger. We did get a somewhat slow start into the park, as our Trip Guide, Ritu, had an asthma attack on the way in, and we had to backtrack to get her out. There are 2 other docs on the trip, one with an epi pen, so I just showed up for moral support. WTF do I know about asthma, anyway??? I am really hoping to see a real tiger here, not just on a tshirt.
Breakfast was late after our return, and then the women went into town for more shopping. I can pass on that. We have a few hours until lunch, and then for our final foray into the park.
The third trip into the park was more of the same. We saw no tiger. We saw no tiger tracks or droppings. One of the guides showed us a video he took of the tiger killing a baby deer. Oh well. We saw lots of monkeys and monkey babies. There is a talk tonight about tigers. If I know anything about this country, they will try to sell us the video afterwards. But, I suppose, it’s no worse than PBS.
At dinner, other groups told us of their wonderful tiger sightings. The tiger sat in the middle of the road for them. The tiger walked around. She did almost everything except sing and dance. What she didn’t do is read her schedule and know to come to the areas where other groups were. I dunno, these tigers need better training.
Our crowd is thinning, as some have Delhi Belly, and some don’t like the bouncy jarring nature of the jeep ride. Our naturalist described it as a “complimentary massage”. This time, the park police actually checked our passports to be sure they knew who was going in. I’m not exactly sure why, but that is what they do here. Of course, more hawkers at the gate while we waited. We went to a different area of the park this morning. Again, we saw a number of species including more monkeys, deer and peacocks. We saw a fairly fresh tiger paw print in the dust of the road, but still no tiger. We did get a somewhat slow start into the park, as our Trip Guide, Ritu, had an asthma attack on the way in, and we had to backtrack to get her out. There are 2 other docs on the trip, one with an epi pen, so I just showed up for moral support. WTF do I know about asthma, anyway??? I am really hoping to see a real tiger here, not just on a tshirt.
The third trip into the park was more of the same. We saw no tiger. We saw no tiger tracks or droppings. One of the guides showed us a video he took of the tiger killing a baby deer. Oh well. We saw lots of monkeys and monkey babies. There is a talk tonight about tigers. If I know anything about this country, they will try to sell us the video afterwards. But, I suppose, it’s no worse than PBS.
At dinner, other groups told us of their wonderful tiger sightings. The tiger sat in the middle of the road for them. The tiger walked around. She did almost everything except sing and dance. What she didn’t do is read her schedule and know to come to the areas where other groups were. I dunno, these tigers need better training.
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