Day #4 - Part 1
My apologies. This evening, I have arrived in Cleveland, and as a consequence I cannot get Spinal Tap out of my brain. Hello Cleveland! Rock ‘n’ roll!
The Wilds
I sort of knew what to expect here. And it was what it was: beautiful countryside – really, really beautiful, including the area around and about (the loveliness of Ohio is a genuine surprise). A slightly frustrating way of seeing animals (from the back of a truck, the driver of which and the fellow passengers on which are more interested in a herd of Pere David’s deer than they are in a goral). And, to be honest, not very many animals to be seen. But it was all very pleasant. My fellow truck passengers were very interested in what they were saying and very enthusiastic about it all. The young woman driving the truck was filled with energy, even if her zooogical commentary was occasionally flawed. And there is something rather splendid about bouncing around on a dusty track and seeing such large groups of ungulates.
Did the Wilds remind you of the San Diego Zoos Safari Parks Africa tram? It sounds a bit like it.