Wanting to take advantage of the early morning cool we set off as day broke, eager to see if we could find Jericho, or even better Cecil himself. Despite a wonderful few hours completely immersed in our surroundings it seemed our luck was out, until suddenly we noticed a few paw prints in the sand. Our driver slowed to examine them, and before we even knew it there, no more than ten metres away, was Cecil, lying in the open. We stopped, transfixed by this most majestic animal, in awe of his natural beauty. Then most unexpectedly he began to call to his pride, deep guttural noises that we could feel as well as hear. What struck us was how at ease he was, he knew we were nearby, but he also knew we were not a threat, and as such he wasn't bothered by us.