Justin Bell

Articles written by Justin Bell

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,…

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

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 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 ….

The crossing

The crossing

Then another huge column of wildebeest appeared over the horizon and advanced towards the river, and once again they began to mass at the river’s edge.

Laughter

Laughter

There was a lot of excitement in the transit area when we met, exchange of news and travel accounts, and soon afterward we were on a private air charter enjoying magnificent views of Mount Kilimanjaro out of the port windows!

Silence

Silence

The Namib desert….. The contrast in deep changing colours – reds and russets that turned gold if seen from a different angle. Dunes that…