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Darjeeling Hill Station |
My main memory of this hill station is the perpetual fog cover. The Snow Leopard breeding centre nearby is interesting. Because it was so foggy, the Snow Leopard enclosure appeared to be empty. I walked around the enclosure and to prevent myself slipping on the muddy ground I used my fingers to hold onto the enclosure. As I approached one corner, I heard a whooshing sound approaching rapidly from within. Instinctively, I let go. Moments later there was a crashing sound where my fingers had been holding onto the enclosure. It was the male Snow Leopard. The Snow Leopard quickly ran back into the fog. I was a little shaken and wondered what might have happened to my fingers if I hadn't let go of the enclosure. I continued to walk carefully around the enclosure and came by a small group of people. They were all watching the female Snow Leopard with her cubs. The female didn't seem to mind the attention, her full attention was on her cubs. The cubs looked liked fluffy balls of fur and delighted in jumping up into the air.