Water is life

Water is life

Water is life they say. And never more so than now. The rains are failing once again and the situation is desperate. Livestock is dying, and so is wildlife. Even the resilient Grant’s gazelle and the tough zebras are dying. Seeking relief from the intense midday heat...

She is not Shy

She’s back. And she’s not shy about it. After months of wandering, our resident leopardess is back in camp. At least, we assume it is the same one. We have not had a close look at her, but her tracks on the paths in the morning have the distinctive rather long middle...

Our Maasai wedding

My feet are always dusty; and I love it. Dust, and lots of it, is part of life here. I love seeing the happy, dust-streaked faces of the kids after an early morning drive. I love seeing the dust devils starting up, spinning across the plains, lifting and tossing...

Elephant footprints

“Look Mummy, I am jumping into the elephant’s footprint!” exclaimed Seyia, as she explored the banks of the river with her little brother in tow. “I can’t even see Taru when he is in it!” she giggled. As we watched them playing on the river bank, neck high in mud, I...

Midnight visitor

‘There is a rather large hedgehog in the sitting room darling’, whispered hubbie as he shone the torch around, trying not to wake up the sleeping children. ‘Come and see it’. ‘Wow, that is a large hedgehog, don’t let the Diesel (our Jack Russell terrier) chase it.’...

Shompole rain dance

At first I wondered what the sound was. It was faint but somehow familiar. I walked outside the cottage by the river and listened harder. And then I realised that it was Maasai women, many of them, voices raised in song. Hearing Maasai singing was not unusual for us,...