[Last post before I head off to Kenya.]
As tiny babies, baboons are carried everywhere, and never seem to fall off no matter how fast their mother runs. Here he is, holding on for dear life, his tiny ear just visible, his miniature tail flying, and his mother’s fur blowing in the wind.
Or, when they are a little older, they ride jockey-style:
This is all good practice for tree climbing and gymnastics when they become more independent:
These skills are put to good use as adults. This one has climbed a tree to steal a weaver’s nest with, hopefully, eggs or chicks inside: