While driving from Accra to Tamale our vehicle overheated. Sitting in a stationary vehicle in the tropics in the middle of the afternoon has little to recommend it to the sane. So we got out and found shade. One of my fellow passengers spotted a juvenile chameleon in a clump of elephant grass. Out came my camera.
While the slow and patient adult chameleon will pose almost endlessly for any photographer, this young fellow did not want the publicity. He was racing (well, in chameleon terms) around the grass to escape. He obviously was not aware of the dangers of speeding away from determined paparazzi. But then, he did not have a chauffeur and so was doing his own driving. Meanwhile, I was single-mindedly bending and bobbing to stick my camera into the elephant grass at the angle and moment that would get me a photo for which the tabloids would pay big bucks.
I finally caught him in the bizarre pose seen in the second photo. To keep track of me, he has twisted one of his independently revolving eyes so far around that it is glaring at me backward over the top of his head.
Here we have a creature who can keep one eye peeled on where he is going while tracking paparazzi behind him with the other. The heat, fatigue of travel and my crazed photo hunt must have fried my brain because the most bizarre thought came into it. If he weren’t green and reptilian, this little fellow might make a good spokesman for car insurance.