A bald tribesman rises up from the seemingly flat earth in front of our vehicle. His long limbs unfold from a three-inch depression… Then I notice the short spear and the other dozen warriors, clad in the scarlet-and-royal-blueplaid togas of the Maasai, who materialize from invisible crannies in the grassland.
We had interrupted a lion hunt.
Read more of my Travelgirl Magazine coverage – photos and text – on Kenya's big cats.
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