Noor and cubs, then and now

A year ago, with great excitement and a little trepidation, I set off on my first trip to India, more specifically to Ranthambhore, with high hopes of getting a few images of the beautiful and endangered Bengal tiger. 

I was not disappointed. If anything, I was surprised at how many photographic opportunities I had with these cats. My first drive in the dry and dusty April conditions produced no tigers, but my second produced an excellent sighting of the well known Tigress, Noor, and the first picture I ever took of a tiger! I was essentially speechless, and those who know me know it takes a lot to make the words stop. 

My first ever tiger photograph, in 2017

My first ever tiger photograph, in 2017

Not only did Noor pose beautifully, she also led us to her cubs, who were around a year or so old at the time. They lay in a natural spring together, and played, with one cub reluctant to get its paws wet, and the other a comfortable bather. I still remember this sighting as if it was yesterday, along with the emotions that accompanied it. This year I noticed that the path to the spring had been closed off, which means it’s unlikely I will ever get an image like this again. 

What better way to cool off on a hot, hot day

What better way to cool off on a hot, hot day

The cub, attempting to avoid wet paws!

The cub, attempting to avoid wet paws!

This year, I entered zone 2 anticipating a lot more of Noor. As it happened, I only saw her once on the trip, but I did get a few wonderful sightings of her grown cubs, who are now independent and massive! 

We spent one full afternoon in the presence of Noor’s male cub as he relaxed in the shade near a waterhole, blatantly ignoring the many vehicles who crowded around to see him. 

The male cub of Noor, having a snooze

The male cub of Noor, having a snooze

(As a point of interest, this is one of the worst parts of a visit to India: the vehicle numbers and the manner in which many of them conduct themselves. It’s not worth going in to too much detail, as there are many reasons for this - most notably I imagine is the expectation that everyone needs to see a tiger or they won’t tip (and the guides and drivers are paid very little by the park, so rely on tips). That said, you can have a magical sighting to yourself, of which I had a few. You can also have a guide who knows the tigers and their behaviour well, and can predict where to drive, park and wait, and when to just watch and listen. I had guides like this, specifically chosen on both of my trips, and I promise it has a huge influence on the quality of your Ranthambhore experience. Don't let the vehicle numbers put you off a visit. This park is spectacular, and the tiger viewing can be out of this world. To see these endangered cats roaming wild and free in the rocky landscape is something you can't put a price on!).

Tigers have an uncanny ability to act as though you don’t exist, ignoring the shouts and arguments which break out between vehicles. They rest very easily, knowing they reign supreme in their environment, with no real natural predators. Most of the African cats remain wary when resting, ever alert to sounds which could signal the arrival of a threat. Tigers sleep as though dead. This gives you a good opportunity to listen to their heavy breathing and admire the sheer size of their paws as they roll around, presumably enjoying dreams of chasing sambal and chittal. 

Noor's female cub with blue bull kill

Noor's female cub with blue bull kill

For our last morning in the park, we were assigned zone 1, and after half an hour of driving we came across a very dead blue bull antelope. He had clearly died of natural causes, in a small gully right next to the road. We drove a bit further, observing a number of tracks in the road, but no tiger. Not one to give up, Suri suggested we check another waterhole before coming back to follow up on the tiger we knew must be around. It turned out to be a very good decision, when as a result of the decision I saw my first Indian leopard! It wasn’t as relaxed as some of the cats I’ve photographed, but it was new… and then when we returned we found another of Noor’s cubs, a female, tucking in to the antelope kill in some beautiful early morning light. The kind of light that makes a tigers eyes burn with fire. Not a bad way to spend the last morning in the park, a park which is fast becoming one of my favourite places on earth to visit! 

Alert to the sounds of the forest while she feeds

Alert to the sounds of the forest while she feeds

Have a look at the power in this young female’s muscles as she tries to drag the huge antelope to some shade. A blue bull can easily weigh 200kg, and this female tiger is likely around half that, so she is pretty powerful.

Arrowhead of Ranthambhore

If there is one tigress who stands out from my latest trip to Ranthambhore in India, it’s Arrowhead. Aside from being beautiful, (but let’s face it, that’s not a unique feature as all tigers are magnificent) she is also very photogenic and relaxed when in the company of only a few vehicles. She put on a real show for me this year, so I’ve done what comes naturally to human nature, and claimed some kind of special relationship with her, a wild animal. 

Arrowhead late evening as she patrolled her territory

Arrowhead late evening as she patrolled her territory

My first sighting of Arrowhead was in zone 3, and came at the end of 3 hours of sitting in the baking 40 degrees sun, searching for tigers. My guide, Suri, had noticed a complete absence of spotted deer in the vicinity of the large lake (a standout feature of the landscape in zone 3) which she put down to the presence of a tiger as yet out of sight. After 1.5 hours and no movement, we drove off to check a few waterholes for any signs of life, and on finding none we made one last turn past the lake. As we pulled up, a hundred or so spotted deer took to flight, racing away from the tall grasses fringing the lake and splitting into 2 groups. ‘Tiger, Tiger, Tiger!’, the Ranthambhore catch-phrase assigned to the first glimpse of any striped cat. Out she flew, in hot pursuit, and eventually cornered one unfortunate deer in the shallow water. I sat open-mouthed in shock, not performing any particularly useful function as adrenalin coursed through my veins. 

Arrowhead suffocating the unfortunate spotted deer

Arrowhead suffocating the unfortunate spotted deer

Once Arrowhead had a grip on the deer’s neck, we raced around to the side of the lake and a better position, and photographed her as she finished off the job, and panting, dragged her prize toward the long grass. 

What a pose... this might be a once in a lifetime image for me

What a pose... this might be a once in a lifetime image for me

Arrowhead's power stance as she dragged her kill

Arrowhead's power stance as she dragged her kill

How cliched to compare it to a wildlife documentary, but that’s what it felt like as we told and retold the story to one another in excited whispers. The privilege of a small window into the life of this beautiful cat is priceless, and an added bonus was that we enjoyed most of the sighting completely alone, something rare in Ranthambhore! 

Barely 24 hours later we again found Arrowhead relaxing at a waterhole in zone 4. 

And 24 hours after that, she was wandering down the main road to the Fort.

And 24 hours after that? 

It’s early morning and then sun has not yet risen. Our vehicle has just descended the steep road into zone 2, and we’re driving past some banyan trees when Suri's eagle eyes spot a tiger standing perfectly still on the road under an archway of trees. We back up, and see Arrowhead, head intently cocked toward a herd of deer who are grazing peacefully in the relative pre-sunrise cool.

Arrowhead in the 'gateway'

Arrowhead in the 'gateway'

We park off and wait, as she slowly begins to move silently toward a ridge which provides the perfect cover for her approach. Within 15 minutes, the herd has moved far too close for their own own good, oblivious to the waiting tigress. With an explosion of power she clears the ridge and charges at the herd. One fawn breaks away, essentially sealing its fate, and the skilled huntress wastes no time in claiming her prize. 

A sad moment for the deer fawn, but a valuable meal for the huntress

A sad moment for the deer fawn, but a valuable meal for the huntress

Is watching death easy? No. Do I wish I hadn’t witnessed these 2 kills? No. 

This is nature; raw, sad, exhilarating. All I can do is document it as best as I can.

On our final afternoon in the park, we again saw Arrowhead, cooling off in a waterhole in zone 4. That’s 5 sightings in 6 days of this cat, spread across her whole territory. Boy can she move around! 

Cooling off when its 40 degrees 

Cooling off when its 40 degrees 

 

I’m not sure how to explain what photographing a wild tiger feels like, as I have serious doubt in my ability to do the explanation any justice. 

Arrowhead moving through the forest in zone 2

Arrowhead moving through the forest in zone 2

These cats are magnificent - they have the richly coloured and patterned coat that's equal in beauty to a leopard's coat, yet are even bigger than a lion. It’s a powerful combination - they blend in perfectly to their environment,  melting away into the trees at a moments notice. They can run for around 3 minutes in a chase, which is incredible considering the muscular bulk they are moving around. And their eyes burn like fire in the sunlight, leaving an impression on you which you won’t soon forget. 

My Indian wildlife gallery has more images from Ranthambhore if you are interested.

I have a lot to thank my amazing guide, Suraj Meena, for. She did an excellent job of both finding tigers, and getting me into prime positions for photographing them, as well as adding a wonderful dose of humour and fun into the long, hot hours of searching and waiting. Patience pays off, and without her and her guiding skills and attitude I would never have enjoyed the trip or had as much success with photography as I did. She is also the only female guide in a very male dominated field. I cannot recommend her highly enough, but more on that to follow.