This is the third occasion I have seen him tailing his daddy.

Talked about more than seen, the main man of the block, Jordaan is sometimes more of a myth than a reality and operates as any wild leopard should. He is seldom encountered, is wary of vehicles and never relaxed. The only time he can be seen but not looked at, is when you are lucky enough to find him as the only vehicle. At times like this he will lie behind cover keeping a watch on you, after which he will inevitably head off into the closest available cover.
I have only managed to obtain his spot pattern positively, some time before he fathered Karulaís first litter and up date my records of each cat as and when the opportunity presents itself.
We were fortunate enough to find him yesterday afternoon up a tree polishing off the remains of an impala and a great way to finish off my guests ninth safari with me. Knowing how wary he is we stopped at a comfortable distance for him as he locked an ear on us while he finished what was left of the kill.
We let the other guys know that the two day drought of not seeing leopard had been broken. True to his nature as soon as he heard the approach of a second vehicle he made his slow but deliberate get away, flowing down the tree like liquid mercury, leaving me grateful to have finally been able to get some decent shots of the man. I told my guest there was no point in following him as he would just loose us in the thickets within seconds.
No sooner had he vanished from our view, just as the second vehicle was appearing, Freeman spotted a second leopard, approaching the tree. It Luangwa, his little boy, noticing how full he was it appeared safe to presume that this little man is finally coming into his own and killing bigger stuff than Guinea fowl.
The cost of following your daddy around is that he will definitely steal your hard worked for dinner. This is not the first time I have seen him following his dad around, doing his rounds through his turf and hopefully has already hooked up with his mom again?
After watching the departure of his father to a safe out of view distance of the vehicles, Luangwa spent some time lying in the tree contemplating his loss, before he too came down the tree, heading off in a different direction to his father this time.
At least he hasnít had any more of his tail bitten off.