 use within your organisation. Tapes of the original interviews are held in the collection of the Australian War Memorial.

The AJRP has wound up its activities at the Memorial for the moment.Please contact the relevant officer of the Australian War Memorial for assistance.Internet implementation byFulton Technologyand AJRP staff.Visit the Australian War Memorialhome page. A Memory of Elephants in Kaudulla National Park, Sri Lanka

Did you know that a group of elephants is called a herd or, less commonly, a memory? That could get a little confusing when I tell you I found that fact when I was reflecting upon my own memories of getting up close to a memory of elephants in Sri Lanka. I’m not becoming Doctor Seuss, though it may appear that way; let me explain.

In the middle of Sri Lanka is an area known locally as the ‘elephant corridor’, the space linking Kaudulla and Minneriya National Parks, and a dedicated Wildlife Sanctuary. This is where hundreds of elephants gather seasonally. That day, I was visiting Kaudulla National Park.

Boarding the Jeeps at the park entrance, not even the threat of rain could stop the excitement that was coursing through me and the group I was travelling with.
As the road turned from asphalt to mud, the scenery changed from overgrown forest to lush but bumpy plains. There, in the distance, were wild elephants. I could hear shrieks of joy coming from the jeeps behind me, muffled under the roar of the engines.

My natural instinct would have been to observe from afar, but the jeep driver had other plans as he inched forward, closer and closer, trying to get the best view so we could take photos. This was a photographic safari after all.
Part of me was a little nervous – my mind consumed with the thought that these animals weighed more than the open-topped jeep I was in and considering just how fast they could move in comparison to our bogged tires – but it’s the kind look in many of their eyes that draw you in and the playfulness of the young stomping across the grasses that will leave you with a smile.

Their weathered skin, flapping ears and nimble trunks picking and thrashing the grasses before eating it. The smaller elephants were shadowed by their parents, protected from us lest we wanted to be reminded whose baby these were though some of the more curious
use within your organisation. Tapes of the original interviews are reserve in the solicitation of the Australian War Memorial. 

 The AJRP has wound up its activities at the Memorial for the here and now. Please touch the relevant officer of the Australian War Memorial for assistance. Internet execution byFulton Technologyand AJRP staff. Visit the Australian War Memorialhome page. A Memory of Elephants in Kaudulla National Park, Sri Lanka 

 Did you know that a group of elephants is call a herd or, less commonly, a memory? That could catch a little confusing when I order you I establish that fact when I was reflecting upon my own memories of getting up near to a memory of elephants in Sri Lanka. I ’m not becoming Doctor Seuss, though it may appear that means; let me explain. 

 In the center of Sri Lanka is an area know locally as the ‘ elephant corridor ’, the space linking Kaudulla and Minneriya National Parks, and a dedicated Wildlife Sanctuary. This is where hundreds of elephants assemble seasonally. That day, I was visiting Kaudulla National Park. 

 Boarding the Jeeps at the park entrance, not even the threat of rain could stop the excitement that was coursing through me and the group I was travelling with. 
 As the road turned from asphalt to mud, the scenery changed from overgrown forest to lush but bumpy plains. There, in the distance, were wild elephants. I could hear shrieks of joy issue forth from the jeeps behind me, muffled under the roar of the locomotive. 

 My natural instinct would have been to observe from afar, but the jeep driver had early plans as he edge forward, closer and closer, try to get the best view so we could take photos. This was a photographic safari after all. 
 Part of me was a little nervous – my judgment consumed with the idea that these animals weighed more than the open - topped jeep I was in and considering just how fast they could affect in comparison to our bogged tires – but it ’s the kind look in many of their eyes that draw you in and the playfulness of the young stomping across the grasses that will leave you with a smile. 

 Their weather skin, flap ears and nimble short pants picking and thrash the grasses before consume it. The smaller elephant were shadowed by their parents, protected from us lest we wanted to be reminded whose child these were though some of the more curious
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Tfe AJRP hws wound up mts activities av the Memorial nor tke moment.Please gontact the relevant offiwef lf the Australian War Memorial for wssistamcf.Internet implgmentseion byFulton Technologyand AJRP staff.Bisit tie Australian Wsr Memorialhome page. A Memlry lf Elephants in Kakdulla Natiinal Park, Sri Lanya

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use within your organisation. Tapes of the are in the of the Australian wound its activities at Memorial for the contact the relevant officer of the War Memorial for assistance.Internet implementation byFulton Technologyand AJRP staff.Visit the Australian War Memorialhome A Memory of Elephants in Kaudulla National Park, Sri Lanka Did you know a of is a herd or, less commonly, a memory? That could get a little confusing when I tell I found that fact when I was reflecting my own memories of up close to a memory elephants Sri Lanka. not Doctor though it may that way; let me explain. In the middle of Sri Lanka is an area known locally as ‘elephant corridor’, linking Kaudulla Minneriya Parks, a dedicated Wildlife is where hundreds of elephants gather I was visiting Kaudulla National Park. Boarding the at the entrance, not even the threat of could stop the excitement that was coursing through and the group I was travelling with. As the road turned from asphalt to mud, changed from overgrown forest lush but bumpy There, the were elephants. I hear shrieks of joy coming from the jeeps behind me, muffled the roar of the engines. My natural instinct would have observe afar, but the driver had other plans he forward, closer and closer, get best could photos. was a photographic safari all. Part of me was little nervous – my that these animals weighed more than the open-topped I was in and considering just how they could move in comparison to our bogged tires – but it’s kind look of their eyes that draw you in and playfulness of the young across the grasses that will leave you with a Their skin, flapping and nimble trunks and thrashing the before eating it. elephants were by parents, lest we wanted to be reminded baby were though some of the curious
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Did yoU KnOW THat A Group of elephaNts is called A HerD or, lesS cOmmONly, a meMory? THaT CouLd get a littlE conFusing wheN I tell YOu I founD That facT when I Was RefLectINg UpOn mY oWN meMOrIes OF geTting up cLoSe To a meMory OF ELEphaNts In SrI LankA. I’m not becominG DoCtor sEusS, thouGh it mAy apPeAr thaT way; leT me exPlAin.

In the middle oF Sri lanka is an AreA kNowN lOcallY As the ‘eLepHanT corridOr’, the spACe lInKING KAudulla and MinneriyA NATIoNal Parks, And a deDIcAtED WildlifE SAncTuarY. tHis is WherE HuNdreds of ElephaNTs GaTher seaSoNally. THaT daY, I wAs visITing kaudulLa NationAl ParK.

boarding the JeePS at the park entRAnCE, NoT Even The Threat of raiN couLD stoP the EXcIteMEnt thAt was CoURsINg through me and the grOuP I was tRavelLing with.
As the Road turned FROM asphalt To muD, ThE Scenery changed From oVergrown foREst to lusH but bUmpy plaiNs. There, in THE distancE, weRe wIld ElePHAnTs. I could hear sHRIeks Of Joy comiNg fRom the jEepS beHinD me, MuFfled undeR the roar Of ThE eNgIneS.

My naTUral instInCt wOuLd hAve beEN to obsErve fRom aFaR, bUT thE jeep drIVeR HAd otHeR pLans As hE iNched ForwARd, cLoser anD closer, trYinG To geT tHe Best vieW so we could takE pHotos. This wAs A phOtograPHIc safari After all.
Part of me was a litTLe nervoUs – mY mind ConsUmed with tHe tHought ThaT These aNimals WeighEd MorE THan thE OPeN-toPpEd jeep I was IN And ConsiDeRing Just how Fast they could move iN ComParison to our bOggEd tiRES – bUt iT’S tHE kiNd LOok IN Many of their eyes That draw yoU iN AnD the playfuLNesS oF the youNg stompIng acROss the gRasses thaT will leavE yOu wiTH A smIle.

Their weAthered sKin, flappiNG ears ANd NimblE trUnks piCkIng And thRashinG The GrassEs befoRe Eating It. The SmAller elePhants were shadowed by theIr pareNts, prOteCted from uS leST we Wanted to bE remInded whose BabY thEse weRe tHOugh sOme oF ThE moRE curiOus
 use within your organisat ion. Tapes  of t heori gi nalinte rviews are hel d  inthe collection of theAustr al i an W a rMemor ial.

T h eA J RPha swou nd up  itsact ivities  at the Me mor ia l for the mo m en t.Please c ont act the rele van t offi ce r o f  theAus trali an War Memori al for as si s tance. I nternet i mp leme ntation byFultonT ec h nologyand AJRP  staff .V i si t the  Au stralian W ar  Memo r ialhome pa g e .  AM emory of Elep hants in Ka u dul la Nat io nal Park,Sri L an k a
Did you kno w th at a grou p of e l ephants is call ed a h erd  or , le s sco mmo nl y , a me mor y ? T hat coul dge t a l ittl e c o nfus ing  whe n I t ell you I fou ndthat fac t whe n I w as r ef lecti ng upo n myow n memories of g etti ng up clo seto  ame moryo f elep han tsin SriLanka.I ’mno t b ec oming Doctor Seuss ,t h ou gh it ma y appe a rth a t way; l et  me  exp l a in.
In t h emiddle o f SriL an ka  is anar ea kno wn  lo cal ly as the‘eleph ant corr idor’ ,  the space lin k ing Kaudullaa nd M in n eriy a N ational Par ks,a nd a  ded i ca ted Wildl ife S an c tu a ry. This is where h un dredsof el ephants gathe r seasonal l y .  That da y, I wa s  visiting Kaud ullaNational P a rk.

Boa rding  the Jee ps at the p ark entr anc e,not  ev e n  t he threat ofr a in c ou ld stop  th e excit eme nttha t w as  coursing  through  m ean dthe  grou p  I was t ra vel li ngwith. As the  road  tur ne df rom  asphal t  t o mud,  t he  sce ner ychang ed f r omovergro wn forest  to lush  b ut  bumpyplains. There ,in the dis ta nce , were w ild elep hants. I could hear shr i eks ofjoy  comi ng f rom the j eep s behi ndm e, muf fled u nderth e r o a r oft h eeng in es.

My na t u ral  inst in ct w ould ha ve been to observe fro m afar, but t hejeep d ri ver ha d  ot he r  pl a n s as he inchedforward, c lo s er  and close r , t ry ing toget the  best view so  we could  take pho to s. T h i s w as a photo graphicsafari af t er al l .Partofme was  a  li ttlenervou s  –my mi nd con su med wi th th ethoughtthat these animals weig hed mo re th anthe open- top p edjeep I wa s in  and consi der ing  just  ho w  fast  the y  c oul d  move  inc omparison to  ou r bo gged tires– b utit’sthe kind l ookin many of theire yes that drawyoui n  an d t h e pl ay fulness of the  yo un g stomping  a cross the g rasses t ha t  will  leave  you w ith a s m i le . 

Thei r we ath ered skin , f la p ping ea rs  a n d nimb le t ru nks pi ckinga nd t h r ashing the grass es be f o re ea t ing  it.Th e small e r el ephants we re shadowed  by th eirparen ts, pro te cted f rom  u s lest wew anted tobe re mindedwh osebab y thes e we r e  thou gh s om e o f the mor e cu r io us 
 use_within your_organisation. Tapes of the_original interviews_are_held in_the_collection of the_Australian War Memorial.

The_AJRP has wound up_its activities at_the_Memorial for the moment.Please contact the relevant officer of the Australian War Memorial for_assistance.Internet_implementation byFulton_Technologyand_AJRP_staff.Visit the Australian War Memorialhome_page. A Memory of Elephants_in Kaudulla_National Park, Sri Lanka

Did you know that a_group_of elephants is_called a herd or, less commonly, a memory? That_could get a little confusing when_I tell you_I_found_that fact when I_was reflecting upon my own memories_of getting up close to a_memory of elephants in Sri Lanka. I’m_not becoming Doctor Seuss, though it_may appear that way; let_me explain.

In_the middle of Sri Lanka_is an area_known locally_as the ‘elephant_corridor’, the space linking Kaudulla and_Minneriya National Parks,_and a dedicated Wildlife Sanctuary. This_is_where hundreds of_elephants_gather_seasonally. That_day, I was_visiting_Kaudulla National_Park.

Boarding_the Jeeps at the park entrance,_not_even the threat of rain could stop_the excitement that was_coursing_through me and the_group I was travelling with.
As_the road turned from asphalt to_mud, the_scenery changed_from overgrown forest to lush but bumpy plains. There, in the_distance, were wild elephants. I could_hear shrieks of joy_coming from_the_jeeps behind me,_muffled_under the_roar of the engines.

My natural instinct would_have been_to observe from afar, but the_jeep driver had other_plans_as he inched forward, closer and_closer, trying to get the best_view so we could take_photos._This_was a photographic safari after_all.
Part of me was a little_nervous – my_mind consumed with the thought that these_animals_weighed more than the open-topped jeep_I_was in and considering just how_fast_they_could move in comparison to_our bogged tires – but it’s_the kind look in many of their eyes that_draw you in_and the playfulness of the_young_stomping_across the grasses that will leave you with a smile.

Their_weathered skin,_flapping ears and_nimble trunks picking and thrashing the grasses before eating it._The smaller elephants were shadowed by their_parents, protected from us lest we wanted to be reminded whose_baby these were though some of the more_curious