Welcome to the Jungle! Hard to tell from this, but the mud on the ground enveloped our boots up to our knees. Hard not to think that this would be a bad place to run into a Bengal tiger! We glopped through this area for about an hour and a half, with two guides armed with automatic rifles.
One of our guards, he may or may not have worked for Direct TV in the past (note the shirt). I was unsure he was carrying live ammunition, and asked if he had ever shot an animal. He said he used blanks to scare things off, and hand't killed anything. I was reassured to see him loading a clip of large caliber bullets into his pocket later in the trip, I was not convinced blanks would do the trick on a three hundred pound cat.
The guides claimed this was a tiger track... I'm unconvinced. Parts of this hike felt like a strange fantasy tour, as per the next picture.
Tiger droppings, or bullcrap? you be the judge... either way, I was willing to stand over it and take a picture. This was taken on a small elevated mound in the middle of the forest that doesn't get flooded too badly. It is called the tiger's table top.
Sunset over the Indian Ocean as we make it out the other side of the forest.
Our guide let me hold his gun while he took a picture of us. This was another hint to me that it was not loaded with live ammo, although I was less convinced upon seeing the live clip a day later.
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