Well, I didn’t. Apart from this one as I believed it to be ‘my’ Mr. Handsome with whom I had had that very private and intimate rendezvous on our very first trip to the KTP. 
After hours and hours of comparing, I’m still not sure, but tend to think that it’s not him… 
Behind us another car appeared. We both turned on our heels and headed back to the camp to make the hide in time before the lion arrived. At the gate we almost collided with our neighbours, who had been exceptionally friendly and sociable. They were two couples and one of the ladies was just as excited as me as I had told her about Mr. Handsome. -O We were the first in the hide which filled up very quickly and soon all front row seats were gone.
Handsome he is nevertheless though…
at Rooikop delayed our journey. There was a jackal desperate for a drink, but one of the uglybeests wouldn’t have any of it and chased it away every time the jackal got too close:
And it didn’t take him long to inform us about this guy… Spot the animal! 
Here is one of them.
