And so we joined an attendant throng of jeeps, next to a little stream. The cubs were in the bush the other side of the stream, and we were all waiting for them to pop their cute little faces, even if for a few seconds. They weren't acting up but our jeep certainly was - the noise started again and we got dirty looks from all and sundry around us. Time to call in reinforcements - a forest guard in one of the jeeps radioed for a replacement and we traveled half way to the gate to change into the new one. Barely did we round the first bend, when Hemraj (in another jeep) waved frantically at us. And that could only mean one thing! Tiger!
Replacement be damned, our driver turned around and nursed the jeep into position, within the paparazzi line-up. Then the whisper went out.... "she's coming"; it was the mother T19, she was coming from behind us. We watched as she came... stood, watched and took a circuitous route to the stream. And as she walked, she called just a couple of times, a couple of short "Aums" and then lowered herself into the stream. And before long, one little face poked out of the bushes and launched himself(or herself) at mum. Followed by the second and then the shyest one, the third. The next half an hour was pure bliss as the cubs gamboled around and played in the open, safe and secure with their mother around. One by one, each of them came up and nuzzled their mother, who in turn licked them with equal affection. A mother with her children, this was as 'human' as it could get - so much for them being called beasts! And then, as suddenly as she came, she stood up to leave.
And as always, we stayed at the lovely Tiger Home, all the comforts of home with all the things you'd want on a wildlife holiday. Just perfect!