We had waited a long time for this moment, photographing lion cubs playing with their tails, chewing on their moms ears, elephants bathing at sunset, cheetahs forever on the hunt as we reviled at their clever ambushes. But this was what we had come for; just to feel the earth move as the Wildebeest, Zebras, and Impala crossed the plane was a experience beyond belief.
Yet we waited, each with our own thoughts, watching the event unfold. The movement across the miles of grassland and the heat had taken its measure on the now thirsty herds. But the migrants knew of the danger that lay in the water, for the Crocks were hungry too.