For many of us, the adventure of tracking and encountering wild gorillas on foot in their remote, African forest habitat, is a dream experience. The phrase ‘bucket list’ somehow doesn’t do it justice. In fact, it was staring off into space and daydreaming about gorillas that inspired my own move to Africa, though I was six years on safari before I laid eyes on a one of these magnificent apes in the wild.

Four Unbelievable Private Houses In The African Wilderness

For a family travelling together or a larger group of friends, we love delving into the possibilities of exclusive houses and camps in some of our favourite wilderness destinations. Here is why:

Rhinoceros

On our recent exploration in central Kenya, we had the good fortune to spend an extended period in several of the stronghold conservancies, that have quite literally resurrected the two African species in East Africa. It was a return to the heady rhino viewing of those first years in Kruger and gave us a rare opportunity to observe both species, revived, relaxed and in close proximity.

Secluded Serengeti

In the far North of Tanzania and stretching a good way into Kenya, the Greater Serengeti Ecosystem spans a vast thirty thousand square kilometres. A thriving wilderness, pristine and teeming with wildlife, this jewel adorning Mama Africa between the arms of her Great Rift Valley is truly an icon to behold and revere.

Zambezi Daydreams

In early May of this year Jana and I had the immense good fortune to undertake a little exploration in Zambia. It was a fact finding mission visiting three national parks over fourteen nights and unwittingly, during the adventure, we fell head over heels in love with the Lower Zambezi National Park.

Wordless in the Serengeti

Nyuki grew up near the Kakesio village, south of the Serengeti National Park and north of lake Eyasi which is exactly where we travelled to hang out with him in January. He speaks no English and very little Kiswahili, not that the latter would have helped us much as my own Swahili has tarnished beyond recognition during a recent absence from Tanzania.

There are many strings to the Hadza bow.

I’m a child of the eighties born into the western developed world and named after a ridiculous pop star with a regrettable haircut. This means that in my lifetime I will eat about two and a half tonnes of chicken, perhaps the same amount of beef (though hopefully less). I’ll drink around 15 thousand beers (that’s probably too modest, I’m British). I’ll brush my teeth with one hundred and fifty toothbrushes and I’ll sing horribly in about thirty thousand showers sending 2.6 million litres of water down a drain. Njile, Gongo and Tabo are Hadzabe. This means they won’t.

Sculpting A Giant

Perched upon a little stool and bathed in the rosy tones of a late East African afternoon, we find a man feverish with concentration and excitement. His head and shoulders remain quite still as his quick fingers grab, knead, pinch, pull and press the modelling clay on the table in front of him.

Perhaps there has never been a better time to straddle a camel and mosey off into the African wilderness in search of adventure.

A bright soul with a sharp mind once told me: “one should never give unsolicited advice dear boy, for the intelligent don’t need it and the foolish won’t take it!” A glaring contradiction in its delivery, granted, yet it struck me that this was guidance worth taking and I’ve tried my best to follow it since. I will however go against this better judgement today to impart towards you few enlightened, faithful folk, a nugget of knowledge so great in its consequence to your own potential wellbeing that it would be irresponsible, nigh churlish, of me not to share it. Prick up those ears my precious darlings, this is the earth shatteringly vital bit you have to absorb (you can skim past the rest if you must).

Notes Upon The Ebb & Flow – Part Two

Our coffee and toast is serenaded by the cracking branches and rumbling vocalisations of a herd of elephants as they move around the outskirts of camp. They pause to feed in the thicket to our south and this is encouragement enough for us to drop breakfast and head off with Kane.