Last Photo before I Floored it

We watched this solo bull on the flat. I edged along the road to the closest point we could get, without going off the track. He turned to us and took us in. We thought he was just keeping us in sight while he went about his business. We suddenly realised he was posturing and sizing us up. Seconds after this picture, he trumpeted, and put his head down, and began thundering towards us. I just drove, and Jo assessed in the mirrors, and gave me reassurance that we seemed to be increasing the amount of space between elephant and vehicle. It wasn't a long chase, but once he felt affirmed in his dominance, he stopped and gloated. From a safe distance, we in turn stopped to catch our breaths and let our heart rates return to normal. The bull turned towards the trees and wandered off, full of confidence that we knew our place in the order of things.