A giant male with a thick mane striding towards us through the short grass dwarfing the landscape somehow.
He kept walking, eyes on the truck at all times. He came close enough to allow us to see the scars on his nose and muzzle and the patch on his rear as he turned broadside.
Eventually after staring through us for what seemed an eternity he turned away and sniffed the air.
Something new caught his attention and away he strode leaving a truckload of mindblown tourists.