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Samantha promised we’d see elephants tonight, and he was right. We were pressed up against a crest of hot rocks, hoping that the protection bracelets the Buddhist monk tied to our wrists would actually work. We stopped the truck in between a herd of elephants and the watering hole that they wanted to get to.

The range of noises coming from the edge of the forest was astounding. Its pretty easy to tell when an elephant begins its charge through the thick forest. The trees above start to shake, and dead branches on the ground start snapping and popping. We watched an aggressive male toss 6 foot logs through the air, rip branches off trees and beat the ground with them, and take trunkfuls of long grass and whip them around furiously. They made a few bluff charges to keep us on our toes and once it got too dark we headed back to the field-house in the old Land Rover on an adrenaline high.

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