Good Morning Cheetah!

Early hours of the morning before the temperature rises to an untolerable 44 degree celsius, I find myself in the company of the world's fastest land animal collecting shade. Relaxed and undisturbed by the sounds of the engine, they reluctantly sit up to see who has entered their territory. Have driven by this same tree twice, to and from camp, they go undetected in warm tones of the savannah. Their bodies lie flat as pancakes in the tall grass and they will rise to honor you only if they choose to, as they contemplate chasing the next unsuspecting impala to it's death.