It's taken me twenty-six years and eleven different game parks to finally see a leopard in the wild. I've been to Kenya, Uganda, Rwanda, Malawi, Zambia, Ivory Coast, India and Sri Lanka, and every time they've eluded me. Frequently it was the jeep in front of me, or one behind that managed a sighting, which was infuriating. But this August I went to Botswana, and had the holiday of a lifetime. It's a wonderful country, and there's loads of wildlife and a small human population. I was wild camping with a group of people, which meant we had hyenas and honey badgers sniffing round the tents at night, and we could hear lions roaring and elephants trumpeting. We saw a pair of cheetahs grooming one another, and a young male lion left to babysit his three-week-old cub for the first time. He didn't really know what to do, and the cub kept yelling for mum. And I saw four different leopards, all told. It was really exciting holiday in many ways, so here are some photos.
