Let sleeping elephant lie!
While on safari in Botswana’s Okavango Delta, I was awakened at 02:30 one night by the familiar sound of snoring, but with a slight…
The Way
My son Laurence, his cousin Christopher, and I are about to embark on a journey. Traveling for several days from one point to another,…
Daring, outlandish reds, whites and some gold?
Most of the land is so dry that it is only fit for hardy cereals or livestock, but the first part is bordered by the Ebro river …
Unusual Lion Encounter In the Masai Mara
By the end of the third day, these lions had full bellies, and all that remained of the carcass was the bare skull, spinal column, rib cage and the skin, stretched out like a picnic blanket.
Cat on the roof
As we sat watching her, one of her young cubs approached us in a manner that indicated he had an unusual fascination with the vehicle.
What a way to get a flat tyre!
There seemed to be pups everywhere, often approaching the vehicle very closely to investigate. This all seemed very endearing until it was time to drive away.
Who will be President?
We disembark onto the beach and are welcomed to one of the most remote camps in Africa. The waves lapping gently onto the sandy shore are rhythmical and peaceful, but the atmosphere in camp is electric. Talk is centred on who will be the next President. Of course, this camp is not on the arid shores of the Libyan desert, and the executed President was not Muammar Gaddafi.
Market Day
The trails provided ample shade as they crept through dense beech forests, and then all of a sudden would lead us onto exposed high mountain pastures.
An afternoon with lions
While driving along the edge of the Ruaha River during a mid-morning game drive we came across a pride of lions fast asleep in the shade of an acacia, and decided to wait in the hope that a suitable animal would come down to drink.
The gnu
The Serengeti is a vast ecosystem involving a myriad of players. However the star of the show must go to one of the most eccentric of all the protagonists ….
Arrival at Kilimanjaro’s Crater
As we climb, sucking in air, we are all intensely aware that this place, like the depths of the ocean or the moon, can never be our home.
Moru Magic
…..males have to do all the running!