As a herd of 30 elephants appeared tusk-to-tail in a half-moon phalanx beside us, my guide Mosa waved a finger from side to side – sign language for absolute silence. All my survival instincts told me to ditch the mountain bike and make a dash for it – but there we were, flanked by a combination of huge matriarchs, energetic adolescents and one-ton toddlers. We were minnows among giants, and our only petrifying option was to stand our ground.
Just 100ft from the glinting spokes of our bikes, this extended family of pachyderms was effortlessly stripping the branches of shoulder-high mopane trees as it wandered westwards towards the fierce, late afternoon sun. “An adult can eat around 250 kilos of food a day,” whispered Mosa. “They’ve probably seen us, but it’s best to give them their space, just in case.”
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