It’s been literally ten years since I first stepped foot onto the African continent. I was immediately struck by the earthy, warm evening scent in the air as my cab drove me to a remote camp about 45 minutes from the airport. I must admit; I was a bit nervous as we drove farther away from civilization, especially since it was after midnight. As a woman, I have learned over the years to be cautious. To always keep an eye out and to never let my guard down. Looking back, I may have been a little too cautious.
Soon we pulled into our camp in Nairobi, the driveway was long and lined with trees. The camp had a tropical feel, and I was welcomed by a woman wearing a colorful African inspired dress. My tent was beautiful, at least what I could see of it at night.
In the morning, I met up with everyone at breakfast. The camp was in a lovely setting. Peaceful and quiet with only the sound of birds calling. Flowers and foliage lined the pathways, and everyone was so helpful and kind. Apparently, I was worried for no good reason.
After a short bush flight, we got to the Maasai Mara, where we met our main guide, Simon. Simon is an actual Maasai warrior and the leader of his village. Simon and Paul McKenzie (my co-leader) showed me around the Mara. I will always be grateful to them both for sharing their wisdom with me.
I learned a few phrases from my time in Kenya. One of them is “TIA”- This is Africa. It’s a gentle reminder to slow down and relax, things are done differently in Africa, they have their own pace. It’s best to accept that early on so that you can enjoy your time there.
The safari drives are all very different, no two drives will ever be the same. My first safari was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. I loved all of it, but most especially the cats. Of all the cats, cheetahs are by far my favorite. But I also have a deep love for the lion prides. I love watching the young cubs interact with the adults. The lionesses are so patient with the little ones.
Our camp in the Mara was situated along the Mara River. It was a bush camp, and it was pretty basic, but it had everything we needed—it had Simon. Simon made sure that we had fantastic sightings and that every day was filled with new experiences. Maybe because it was my first experience, but I fell in love, I fell in love with Africa and all the cats. Yep, the cats! Not the birds, not the antelope, not the elephants or giraffes but the cats! The cats ruled the Mara and still do for me. So, once upon a time in Africa, I fell in love…
Click on the images to see the larger version. They are arranged in no specific order.
