Themorning sun was beating down hard as we made our way back to the Kisli parkgate, but it had been a few hours well spent. The four of us had had a quietbut delightful drive through the meadows and malevolent sal forests of theSurhi range of Kanha, where statuesque barasingha abounded and the salheartwood borer beetle Hoplocerambyx spinicornis, was doing its best to kill wholegroves of trees. The trip had been a revelation. Seldom can I remember a drive withsuch a sense of ‘wildness’ seemingly
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