Sunday, January 11, 2015

Tiger Hunt!



We were up before dawn, and after breakfast, loaded up into another of the open-air trucks for a very chilly ride back into the national park. Fortunately, the driver brought a stack of heavy wool blankets for us to wrap up in, and we'd been warned to layer up, so it wasn't terrible. As the sun rose, the layers began coming off.

Our guide, Sujay, handed us over to a young man named Bittoo, who is trained as a naturalist and wildlife guide for the park. There was some paperwork at the main gate, as our vehicle was assigned to one of the eight zones into which the park is divided. Only five zones are active on any given day. We were assigned to zone 3, which was fortunate because a female tiger with two young cubs has been sighted in that area recently. The roads were extremely bumpy and dusty, making our game rides in Tanzania some years ago feel like cruising on a superhighway by comparison.

We saw several types of deer and antelope, peacocks and many other birds, many monkeys and a few wild boar. But Bittoo was reluctant to stop for any of these, as they would be visible any time. The illusive tiger is usually only about in the early morning and just before dusk, so the hunt was on. The moment came somewhat unexpectedly. We were crossing one of the many dry riverbeds that fill up quickly during the monsoon, but are simply rock piles this time of year. Two smaller jeeps and one other open truck were stopped at the crossing, using the "bush toilet," when one of the jeep drivers shouted something in Hindi and turned off the road, up the riverbed. The other jeep quickly followed, and our driver took off right behind (the other truck had to wait until all passengers finished necessary business and got back on board). The riverbed was entirely large rocks, so it was a slow, rough ride at least 200 yards downstream.

How the driver spotted the tiger at that distance is beyond me. But there he lay in the grassy riverbank, down on his belly, but head erect, simply watching the world pass by. He was totally unperturbed by the noisy vehicles full of tourists, or their clicking cameras. Our truck stopped about 35-40 feet away from him, and he looked us over, but did not move for the longest time. 
Tiger selfie
A half dozen other vehicles arrived on the scene, none able to get as close as the first three or four, but still the large male tiger, identified by Bittoo as D-24 "Ustad" (meaning "master"), simply laid in the grass. After about 10 minutes he slow got to his feet, stretched, and ambled a few yards farther down the dry river, to a place where there was a puddle of water, had a drink, and ambled on in the same direction, out of our site and beyond where we could follow.
Leaving the riverbed was not as easy as getting there. Our driver had great difficulty getting turned around and nearly got stuck, but we made it. Several of the other trucks had a hard time of it, too. One truck got high centered on a large rock and could not move. There was a lot of shouting in Hindi among drivers, most getting out of their vehicles to help assess the situation. Finally, our driver got into one of the jeeps, whose passengers had been abandoned temporarily, and moved it 20 or so yards up stream. Then another driver got behind the wheel of our truck, revved the engine, and backed hard into the back bumper of the truck that was stuck. He succeeded in getting that truck off the rock and free, but he continued backing into the front of another truck that, frankly, shouldn't have been so close. Those two drivers got into something of an argument, but our driver returned to our truck and we went on our way.
As we returned to the hotel, Sujay met us at the truck (Bittoo had apparently texted him). Sujay then admitted to us that we were the first of his groups since last August to actually see a tiger at Ranthambore. We celebrated over lunch, and then had some free time to rest.
At 2 p.m. we met once again to go once more to the park with Bittoo, this time with a different truck and driver. We were assigned zone 5 this time, so a different area of the park. Given that it was unlikely we would see another tiger, we were looking for a leopard this time. However, as we came to the bank of one of the lakes, Bittoo noticed a jeep and a truck across the lake that had stopped, with everyone up and taking photos. Unlike our Africa trip, the trucks here do not use radios, but he could see that there must be something interesting there, so had our driver head around the lake quickly. At least two or three other trucks converged on the spot at the same time.
A Kingfisher lands on a man's hand in a nearby truck as we watched tigers.

This spotting was more difficult, as the animals were probably a couple hundred yards away, but we saw a female tiger and three cubs ("teenagers" about a year old, nearly fully grown). They were playing in the water, wrestling, and picking at a kill -- a large deer that the female tiger, D-19, had brought down several hours earlier. Sujay later told us that he has never heard of any group seeing five tigers in one day here.

In the evening we had a camp fire on the hotel grounds, with drinks to celebrate our good fortune. Sujay showed us a very special, exclusive meeting room in the hotel, which is patterned after the reception hall at the Amber Palace. There are thousands of small mirrors in the walls to reflect light. Mary has been suffering from sinus trouble, and getting very little sleep at night. The dust on today's rides set her off completely and she wasn't feeling well, so we retired early.

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