This is what we really came for – the interactive Walk With Lions.

More sticks – these were our only form of protection (although I had a Plan B that involved hiding behind Gibbo if things went downhill in a hurry; figured he’d make a juicier meal than I would. I’d be more like a toothpick).

This is Ben, one of our guides; he’s giving us the Safety Talk and letting us know what to do if things got out of hand and that if you misbehaved or didn’t follow procedures they would radio back to base and have a nice vehicle come pick you up and take you away. I flicked Gibbo an eyebrow.

Three lions are taken on the walks; the bigger one in our group was nearly 2 years old and will soon be retired. Recently, while out on a walk, he ran off the track and killed a sable.

Our second guide had a bag of small chicken bodies which he threw around.

More chicken.

We met up with another walking group – the lions all ran to each other for a meet and greet. They must love getting out.

Home again.

We arrived back at Bakubung Lodge about 7pm; the rest of our group were out on a game drive.