“Hello the Camp” sounds like an expression out of an old western novel with no reality attached, however, back in the day when a rider came into a campsite unannounced he was often shot on site or at least could have been. The phrase ‘Hello the Camp” became a very common and well known hail (especially after dark) used throughout the west as settlers and mountaineers traversed the land. For some reason the above image reminds me of that phrase.
I was in Namibia when I captured these shots after spotting a kettle and then committee of vultures on a kill. At first I had no idea what the prey was until I saw the head of the zebra being picked up later by the lion. Anyway, my group and I were photographing the vultures as they pecked and picked at the prey and also each other. Vultures can be a great fun to photograph, there are often lots of spats with pushing and pulling, birds flying in and out, etc… jam-packed with action. As time went on, we noticed movement from the right and behind the tree line. It was a male lion coming back for the slim pickings he had left behind. Apparently, he didn’t want the vultures to have the remainder of his meal even though he had left it and moved on.
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