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Hunting with Lions on Mauritius

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Hunting with Lions on Mauritius

January 19th, 2011
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Photo by: Eddy Patricelli
Lions in Mauritius

“Lindsay, do you smell a deer?”
 
It’s an odd statement. But this is an odd island, and even odder island excursion. Lindsay is a female lion. I stand by her side. I hear her breathing. And I just heard our group’s guide mention a deer. This can’t be. The Casela Nature Park, located on the tiny island of Mauritius, advertises a lion walk, not a lion hunt.
 
But Lindsay’s perked ears tell me that’s what this is. So do her sister’s. She’s slightly smaller than Lindsay, and follows her every move. Our guide tells us that deer, rabbit and boar roam free on this land. And yes, Lindsay and her sister know they’re out there. It’s why this walk, one they take twice a day, is their favorite activity. So much so, they tolerate small groups like ours following a few steps behind their giant paws, occasionally strolling up alongside them.
 
I’m not much for forced animal encounters. Tiny cages, steel bars, big collars – no such reminders surround us in this vast field. Our guide carries no whip, or weapons. He raised Lindsay and her sister since they were cubs. He whispers when he talks to them. To watch Lindsay, you sense she hears him.
 
Or at least, she does until it’s time to hunt. Like right now as she moves into the field, stalking her prey low to the ground – gauging each step. Strangely, her sister doesn’t follow behind. She stalks from another angle.
 
“They coordinate their attacks. Watch this.”
 
It’s hard to. It’s blinding, impressive and horrible. Lindsay chases the rabbit from a clearing toward bushes and … Lindsay’s sister. The rabbit doesn’t stand a chance. Or wait. Somehow it escapes. The lions give chase, but now it’s just a foot race. No strategy. The lions tire quickly and, over a hundred yards away, loudly. Their heavy breathing is audible.
 
“We have two male lions we used to take on this hike. But if they gave chase like that, they’d have to nap right there for the rest of the day. And there’s no moving them.”
 
Lindsay and her sister amble back into our group, heads hanging. Something tells me not for long. For them, the hunt never ends. On this island, nor do the surprises.

Check out this video below, and more to come from Mauritius,
Eddy

 

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