I'd run from a mad hippo too! Cool video.

We were walking through the bush one day, and came to a small clearing.

A hippo bull was standing in our way, and he looked pissed.

Someone in our lot kept saying “come on! Come on! Charge!”

I said “ I hope not. I don’t want to shoot him. This will be like shooting a fish in a barrel! Just like that bloody idiot, Mark Sullivan!”

We walked back, and made a detour to pass him.

Years ago, I hunted with a PH whose girlfriend had a property in the middle of Arusha National Park. We shot out early, with the exception of a warthog, and he offered me the opportunity to stay there for my last few days in exchange for him getting to see his girlfriend a few days early. Seemed like a good trade. I don't need another warthog and boy was it incredible. Saw red duiker and suni and some beautiful country.

But this was a National Park and all firearms were under lock and key. Early first morning, one of the staff asked me if I wanted to go see the last hippo in Arusha National Park. She lived in a small pond surrounded by high brush, but that's where she hung out. I armed myself with a camera and we set out.

We arrived at the pool and the hippo was not there. The African, who was clearly a town African, suggested that we cut through the thick brush to get back to the house. I suggested that we back out of there the way we had come and circle back to the house for breakfast.