We were well in our African safari, spending time in the crater of Ngorongoro and a couple of days in the Serengeti in a luxury mobile tent camp. When this segment of our safari came to an end, we went to the rendezvous area in about forty-five minutes to meet our main safarist and driver, Fabian Ngua, who traveled some distance to meet with us. He will be with us again to remind you of safari.
One of the people in our safari group saw a picture of the Black Mamba snake in one of the directories killed by Fabian in his car. They are a very poisonous snake found in this area. The man, whose identity will not be disclosed to protect the perpetrators, was fascinated by snakes and knew that the Black Mambas lived in the area in which we were. Call this person for clarity. Reptile. When we began our many-hour hike across the Serengeti to our next camp, Reptilia told our driver that we needed to see the Black Mamba before the safari was over.
Black Mamba (nickname The shadow of death )
- Size: the largest poisonous snake in Africa (8.2 feet ~ 14 feet)
- Speed: Considered to be the fastest moving snake in the world - up to 12 mph
- Color: Mouth - Black interior, Leather - from gray to olive tone
- Venom: Among the most venomous snakes in the world
- Bite: one bite can bring enough poison to kill 20-40 adult men.
- Lifestyle: lives mainly in the meadows of Africa, also in bush and small trees
Fabian radioed that two black mambas had been found quite close to us. He quickly took us there and spent some time, but there was no snake of any kind, let alone two Black Mambas. We continued our journey, still hoping to discover the gaze that was so dear to Reptiles, but instead we managed to see a lot of wildebeest, zebra, baboons, vultures, elephants, giraffes and other wild animals.
Time passed, not a single black mamba began to greet us or even frighten us. We could not see it no matter how much we tried. We stopped in the area of some tall grass and undergrowth and a few small trees for lunch. The reptile looked around in the grass through its lens with a Black Mamba camcorder lens, and the rest of us began to devour our lunch. We were all in the car, as was the usual case. Only in areas that are considered to be safe, our driver will allow us to leave the vehicle. It was one of those areas.
Still looking at him, the Reptile suddenly blurted out: "It seems I see the Black Mamba." She looked and looked several times at what was clearly the Black Mamba, hidden in the grass a few feet from our car. It was difficult to distinguish exactly what a small sliver of greyish-black was, but she was almost certain that it was a black mamba that one wanted to see. We all took turns looking at the camera, but none of us could positively identify what we saw as a snake, not to mention Black Mamba. What we saw was grayish black, but it was so buried in the grass and left him in serious doubt in most of our minds. It could be a branch, a small branch, or some other non-living thing.
About ten minutes later, listening to the comments of others and looking at the grass (from our car and through my camera), where the snake should have been, I could not come to the conclusion that she was alive, not to mention the venerated Black Mamba, which to this time attracted the attention of all. I thought about it for a few seconds and decided that it was unlikely to be one of these venomous snakes. If this were the case, then it would probably have moved by now, or at least rustled grass or leaves.
So almost because of instinct or, rather, curiosity, I decided to check it out, hoping that I was right and Reptilia was wrong. I pulled out the car and walked around the place where the dangerous snake was hiding. The reptile handed me a camera pointing to a small image on the LCD. I did not see the snake through the camera, only a short grayish tape that I could hardly see.
I cautiously approached the place where the "snake" was hiding, picking up a small branch. Then I poked into the area where the alleged snake was hiding. Poke after poking and turning leaves and spreading grass, I was looking for this area, infected with a snake. Nothing, absolutely nothing, was touched or could not be noticed, as I was waving a field in search of Black Mamba. Some in the group held their breath during my search for the undergrowth, knowing that if there really was a black mamba on the grass or some other poisonous snake, it would not be a beautiful sight.
This little escapade in the undergrowth blew up Reptilia - the precious black Mambu who was mistaken. I think she moved back a bit, and she threw her (a few) for the rest of the safari after seeing the Black Mamba. Nevertheless, she hoped to see one of those who are difficult to detect (at least for us) the Black Mamb. If it’s interesting to someone who is actually a Reptile, they are the leaders of Golden West Intermodal Inc, and you can find out their name by contacting them in the “Contact Us” form on your website.
Our safari ended a few days later without fanfare, seeing the real Black Mamba. Maybe next time we will be luckier. Yes, if circumstances allow, we all want us to come back and experience the whole safari experience. Plans are already being developed for a 2010 safari-oriented African, as reservations usually must be made a year or more in advance. Let's see how many of us bring it back, although everyone would like this “trip of a lifetime” to come again.
Copyright © Charles Harmon
