You can call Louisville an urban jungle but you might be stretching things a bit. Maybe more than a bit. Imagine a fairly small city with 25-30 little towns and villages on the periphery, then fast forward a couple hundred odd years. If they've all grown together into a fair to middling sized city of small towns you have a close approximation of Louisville.
It sprawls like a city but still feels more like a small town. Still, if you head out to the right neck of the woods you can go on safari. Toad you. It's out near the county line, a place the wiki gods call 'one of the largest municipal urban forests in the United States' and the map calls Jefferson Memorial Forest.
You may not have suspected it from the name but there's some trees there. Lakes too, actually. It's the best kind of safari, there's all sorts of different critters to see and the only dangerous ones walk on two legs.
Things here just move a little slow and nobody has to think too much about Desolation Row. Did the Mitchell Hill Lake Trail Safari earlier this year and couldn't help but snap a few shots along the way.
The lake is one of my favorite spots for reflections and if you're sneaky you can catch a glimpse of a wild iris bathing.
Watch out for the red-winged blackbird, they'll snitch you out in a heartbeat. I asked him if his name was Karen but he just yelled at me more.
All good safaris must come to an end and so too must this. Now where's my elephant gun?