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Most memorable wildlife encounters

As you may have read in my previous post, during my time in Africa I visited a fair few game reserves/national parks and during that time, as you might expect, I took a few photos.

About 41 thousand of them, to be (slightly less than) exact.

Some of them have made their way onto these pages and if you’ve been following my posts, I hope they haven’t bored you all to tears.  This post is my attempt to pick out those encounters (not all of which resulted in usable photos) which stick in my memory as the ‘best’, for some reason or another.

Hopefully this selection gives an indication of what Africa has to offer although of course its impossible to cover the vast diversity of wildlife the continent has in just one post.  If nothing else, it hopefully shows that there is more to Africa than ‘the big 5’.

25 – Cheeky monkeys  & exhibitionist baboons

Oh sure, they look cute, I give you that. Or at least, they do when they’re sitting around, playing with their siblings, riding on their parent’s back or grooming each other.

Monkeys at the lunch stop

However they are less ‘cute’ when you’re trying to eat lunch ; take your eyes (or hands) off your food for a split second and the little sh*ts are in like a shot to steal it.

Now its funny the first time it happens, particularly so if it happens to someone else and you can laugh about it at their expense.  After a while it gets a bit annoying and at one point I actually had a tug of war with one of these little devils as it tried to steal a samosa from my hands as I was eating!  It won, I am ashamed to say, but it was getting quite agressive so I figured the samosa wasn’t worth getting scratched/bitten and potentially having to submit myself for a rabies shot.

In the cafe in Durban Botanic Gardens they had a member of staff who’s role in life seemed to be to walk around the tree-covered area with a large water ‘gun’ (think Nerf soakers/blasters) to try and discourage the monkeys from dropping down onto tables and stealing food. Most of the time the monkeys just targetted the tables that hadn’t been cleaned yet, which makes you wonder why customers didn’t take that small step to help out and take their trays back to the counter, but hey…

The locals in Durban said that the local vervet monkeys were a nightmare – you couldn’t leave any windows open as they would come into your house looking for food.  If they got in, they would eat what they could, and usually defecate indoors as well (how rude!).

Apparently they are not classified as ‘vermin’ so its illegal to shoot or otherwise kill them – something which the locals I spoke to about it didn’t seem to agree with.

Still, they are definitely quite entertaining to watch.  I remember watching a young baboon sitting in the middle of a pile of leaves in one campsite, scooping up the leaves around itself and throwing them up in the air – just a few minutes after the campsite groundskeeper had raked them into that pile.  I can imagine a few kids doing that…

Baby baboon taking a dive - they cling upside down to their mothers chest when the mother is walking

The one above was hanging under its mother just before this photo was taken, but clearly couldn’t hold on and face-planted right in front of me, and yes, I laughed.

The next day, one of its relatives stole a bit of chicken I’d just finished cooking on the gas burner.

Karma is a bitch, as they say.

Nothing to really say about this!

Nothing really to say about this!

24 – The elusive caracal

When you’re in Africa on ‘safari’ trips (did you know that ‘safari’ is actually the Swahili word for ‘journey’ and doesn’t have anything to do as such with game viewing?) you’ll probably see lions.  You’ll probably see cheetahs and if you’re lucky, you might see leopards.

What you are fairly unlikely to see (based on my experience anyway) is a caracal.

I saw a couple of them in the Tenikwa Wildlife Awareness Centre near Plettenberg, South Africa, but it wasn’t until a crack-of-dawn game drive into the Ngorongoro Crater in Tanzania that I finally caught sight of one in the wild (they are predominantly nocturnal).

My first caracal sighting (in the wild anyway)

My first caracal sighting (in the wild anyway)

As always, seeing animals in the wild trumps seeing them in captivity any day of the week, even if the captivity is for their protection due to them being ill or endangered somehow.

23 – Cycling with elands

Elands, the largest of the antelopes you’ll encounter in Africa, are (again, based on my experience) relatively unusual to see on game drives.  I saw more impala and Thomson’s gazelles than you could shake a stick at, loads of kudu, but sightings of elands were few and far between.

Whilst taking a break from the heat of Lake Malawi by spending some time in the hills of Nyika, I took a mountain bike out for a few hours and was fortunate to see some (equally uncommon) roan antelope and a few rather large eland.

Antelopes usually scarper before you can get close to them, and the eland were no different except these ones, rather than running away from me as such, trotted alongside me as I cycled along the track.  It then decided to cross the track directly in front of me by leaping across in one stride, clearing what must have been a good 7-8 ft gap.  Which was pretty impressive.

As I was cycling at the time, I didn’t have any opportunity to take a photo of this nor was I wearing a GoPro or something.  But it was cool and you’ll just have to take my word on this 🙂

To give you an idea of what an eland looks like (and how big they are) here are a couple I snapped in Amboseli NP, Kenya (to give a sense of scale, this road is easily wide enough for 2 vehicles to pass each other).

Eland with some tinsel on its antler :)

Eland with some tinsel on its antler 🙂

22 – Dodging jaywalking tortoises

From the largest of the antelopes we now move on to one of the smaller (and definitely slower!) critters – tortoises.  Leopard tortoises, to be exact.

This particular encounter rammed home to me the importance of keeping your eyes on the road and not just the bush to either side of it whilst driving through game reserves – whilst it looks quite obvious in this photo I assure you it was a ‘last minute, corner of the eye, hit the brakes’ moment .

Leopard tortoise, Kruger National Park

Leopard tortoise, Kruger National Park

But bless it, it was totally unfazed and continued to plod across the road.  I had to flash at an oncoming vehicle and point down at the road to get it to slow down as it clearly hadn’t seen it either – my good deed for the day.

21 – Diving with turtles

Sticking with the same theme, from tortoises we get to their sea dwelling relatives, the turtles.  Equally cool, but far more graceful and definitely quicker…

First, Aliwal Shoal, off the east coast of South Africa just south of Durban:

Cristina with a turtle

Cristina with a turtle

And then months later, again off the east coast but this time further north, off the coast of Tanzania at Mafia Island:

And yes, they are just like Crush in ‘Finding Nemo’ – very chilled out, and when they’ve had enough, they just gently (but surprisingly quickly) swim off – no fuss, no drama.  Duuuuuude…

20 – Hyenas eating newborn wildebeest

When you’re on game drives, I don’t think anything quite rams home to you the fact that you’re witnessing the daily struggle for life as seeing animals being hunted (and subsequently eaten) by other animals.

For some people, its a horrific/gruesome sight, but those people (IMHO) should probably be on a golf course or sitting on a beach and not paying good money to be shocked by animals doing what comes naturally to them.

Admittedly, it can be unpleasant to watch, especially if the animal being eaten is a youngster of some variety – they tend to be more cute and (presumably) cuddly.  But this is ultimately why you’re here ‘on safari’ and not driving around Whipsnade/Woburn or worse still, walking around a zoo.

The animals do what they need to do in order to survive – if that means killing other animals then they’ll do it, if that means running away from other animals intent on killing them, then they’d better do so!  If they survive long enough they’ll hopefully breed and maybe their offspring will live long enough to repeat the cycle.

Young animals, particularly newborns, are particularly vulnerable to predators which presumably is why most animals can walk and run within moments of giving birth – which makes you wonder how we (as a species) ever survived this long!

Hyenas are (we were told) known to actually snatch baby wildebeest as they are in the process of being born.  We didn’t quite see that, but the photos below, taken in the Ngorongoro Crater, show a hyena eating what was, we were assured, a newborn wildebeest.  We arrived after the kill had been made so all we got to see was this this hyena mopping up.

Another hyena eating another kill - we were told this was definitely a young wildebeest

Hyena eating another kill – we were told this was definitely a young wildebeest

19 – Upside-down hippos

Sticking with the Ngorongoro Crater for the time being, we come next to hippos.

I saw plenty of hippos during my time in  Africa, mostly in the water but one or two out for a stroll in the sun (unusual because they rely on the water to keep cool, having no sweat glands) and one at night, so why does this particular ‘encounter’ stand out?

Well, all the other times I saw hippos, they were the ‘right’ way up.

Seemed quite content!

Seemed quite content!

18 – Giraffes drinking at the waterhole

Giraffes are well adapted for reaching the leaves at the tops of trees, which presumably has helped them survive as a species over the years.

Their long legs and necks seem to be a bit of a problem though when it comes to drinking, requiring some delicate maneuvering of their legs to get their lips down to the water.  All the time of course, they are incredibly vigilant as will jump up at the slightest disturbance and run off, which in itself is worth watching as its quite graceful and yet ungainly at the same time!

Whilst giraffes are likely to be seen in most game reserves, the only time I really got to watch them drinking at waterholes was in Etosha National Park (Namibia) where you basically just park up by a water hole, and wait to see what happens…

No, the oryx in the photo above doesn’t have its head up the giraffe’s backside, incidentally.

Evolution can be a bit short-sighted sometimes...

Evolution can be a bit short-sighted sometimes…

17 – Wildebeest giving birth

Returning once more to the Ngorongroro Crater, we were fortunate enough on the pre-dawn descent into the crater (you can’t stay in the crater itself overnight, but there are lodges and campsites around the ‘rim’) to see, in the distance, a wildebeest being born.

I don’t have any decent photos of this one I’m afraid so you’ll have to put up with some very blurry ones – it was dark and this was happening a long way away…

Newborn wildebeest

Newborn wildebeest (on its knees, having just fallen over)

Within seconds the baby was up and suckling from his mother, although on very unsteady legs – not helped I imagine by this all taking place on a bit of a slope so the poor thing tumbled over a couple of times…

Shaky photo, shaky legs!

Shaky photo, shaky legs!

Very cool to see this taking place, although this was only a few hours before the hyena shot above.  Hopefully it was a different baby wildebeest!

16 – Boulders Beach penguins

When you think of animals in Africa, you’ll probably come up with the ‘usual suspects’ – elephants, antelopes, giraffes, and of course, the big cats.  You might be forgiven for forgetting the various birds (of which there are many varieties, from the ostrich and big vultures down to small hummingbirds) and, perhaps a little bizarrely, penguins.

Down in the far south-western reaches of South Africa, on the peninsula that ends in the famous Cape of Good Hope, live a colony of African Penguins.

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I like penguins… probably because they look daft.  They clearly aren’t very well ‘designed’ for walking and waddle more than anything, all of which adds to the entertainment 🙂

15 – First leopard in the wild

As I mentioned earlier, there is a huge difference to seeing animals in the wild vs seeing them in captivity; I was fortunate enough to see a leopard whilst touring the Tenikwa sanctuary in South Africa but that was the only one I saw until my last full day in Zambia, several months later.

Leopards are notoriously difficult to spot as they are mostly nocturnal and tend to lie in ambush waiting for prey to come into range, which makes them the hardest of the ‘Big 5’ to tick off.  You are most likely to catch a sighting of them during evening, or early morning, game drives when they are more active.

The first one I saw in the wild was in South Luangwa Game Reserve in eastern Zambia, during one such evening game drive.  Our driver somehow spotted it sitting at the base of a distant tree.  These guys are good – they either have incredibly good eyesight, or these animals don’t wander much from day to day ; either way, guides regularly spot things most of us would just drive past.

Presumably the leopard had only recently woken up as it was yawning lots – and those yawns turned a bit colourful as it eventually decided to throw up – charming!

Errr.... another big yawn, of the technicolor variety! Must have eaten someone who disagreed with it :)

Errr…. another big yawn, of the technicolor variety!

Clearly the vomiting helped as it then wandered off to find what was left of the day’s sun, sitting down to soak it up before heading off in search of something to replace the lost contents of its stomach!

Off for a walk into whats left of the sunshine

Off for a walk into whats left of the sunshine

14 – Feeding fish eagles

The African Fish Eagle is a relatively common sight in game reserves, particularly those (as you might expect) with large bodies of water.

And as far as large bodies of water go (in Africa), they don’t get much bigger than Lake Malawi.  In fact its the 3rd largest lake in Africa and teeming with fish, so its perhaps not too surprising that they have a few fish eagles around there.

Whilst staying at Cape Maclear in Malawi, towards the southern extent of the lake, I took a boat trip out to Thumbi Island which included the opportunity to ‘feed’ the island’s resident fish eagles with some fish caught by local kids out on their ‘canoes’.

My guide would whistle a few times (which the eagles have presumably become accustomed to meaning ‘feeding time’) and wave a fish in the air before throwing it into the water close to the boat; invariably an eagle would launch itself off from a branch on the island and swoop down to grab the fish although sometimes a sneaky hawk or other bird of prey would nick the fish before the eagle could get there 🙂

Needless to say, I took the opportunity to take a few photos…

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13 – Up close and personal with the biggest land animals in the world

Elephants are very big and very heavy (weighing up to 7 tonnes) and for the most part you could think of them as ‘gentle giants’.  Its surprisingly soothing to sit and watch them mooching about, eating and drinking and rumbling away to each other.  But sometimes they can be quite intimidating, usually when someone has annoyed them or they feel that their young are threatened by your presence.  Or, of course, when the males are in “musth” when their testosterone levels sky rocket.

Those are the times when you may not necessarily want to be sat right next to them in an open sided, open roofed 4×4 vehicle (or even a 3.5 tonne campervan for that matter).

One such time was when I was visiting Ruaha National Park in Tanzania.  Fari had parked us (in his 4×4) close to a group of females who were generally a bit upset with our presence as they had several young elephants with them ; one of them in particular was flapping her ears quite a bit and even went as far as starting a ‘mock charge’ towards us – for a couple of steps, that is.  Meanwhile, a young male, presumably part of the same group but on the opposite side of our vehicle, decided to show off a bit and did a bit of ear flapping and scuffing the floor and generally letting us know who was boss.

Ok, I was worried by now

Ok, I was worried by now

Had this been me driving, I would have been reversing right about now.  Fari, however, grew up around these animals and is an experienced guide, and just stuck his head and arm out of his drivers-side window and ‘shooed’ the elephant off – surprisingly, it seemed to work!

A close runner up to the elephants above comes the elephant who, whilst walking through my campsite in South Luangwa (Zambia) one night, managed to pull down an overhead power cable and not only take out the power to our part of the campsite for a day or so, but give itself a nasty shock in the process!  All I heard was a loud ‘trumpeting’ from the elephant and some thudding as it ran off ; it was apparently ok, but probably didn’t come back through the camp for a while!

12 – It takes two to tango

I saw lots of zebra during my time in Africa and for the most part, they are to be found standing around, grazing.  So it might seem unlikely that zebra would feature so highly in this list, and if it weren’t for 2 notable moments, they probably wouldn’t.

In Etosha I saw an ongoing scuffle between two zebra although I don’t know what it was all about – they were clearly having issues though…

But perhaps the most memorable zebra-related-moment was when I was in the Masai Mara and saw a rather ‘enthusiastic’ male zebra trying to ‘get in on’ with a less enthusiastic female.

Our guide told us that the male would basically keep ‘hassling’ the female, chasing her for ages until she either got away or gave in and let him mate with her.   We were lucky enough to see some of this going on…

No, she definitely wasn't interested :)

No, she definitely wasn’t interested 🙂

Uh.... maybe not!

But credit where credit is due – he didn’t give up.  After 5 or 10 minutes of this, they eventually ran off across the plains.  I would say ‘to live happily ever after’ but she was clearly still trying to get away from him and he was still quite keen to get his end away.

We’ll have to wonder how that panned out because we left them to it and went off in search of rhinos at that point 🙂

11 – White rhino

There are estimated to be just over 20,000 white rhino alive in the wild at the moment ; in 2014, over 1,200 were poached in South Africa alone, an average of one every 8 hours.  Across the whole of southern and eastern Africa, you can be sure that number is higher.  In 20 years they will all be dead.

And whilst appalling, this is nothing compared to the numbers for elephants –  some 40,000 elephants are killed per year for their tusks – more than are born per year – and if poaching continues at this rate, all elephants in the wild will be gone in the next 10 years.

All of which makes any encounter with a rhino or elephant special.

Rhinos aren’t particularly active animals – they graze a lot, and when they have had their fill from one patch of grass, they move on to another and continue grazing.

Any animal that spends its day eating is going to need to, well, relieve itself at some point, which brings us neatly on to the photograph.  I happened to capture a shot of just this moment and for some (childish?) reason, its one of my more memorable encounters with these fantastic rare animals.

Rhino taking a poo! Kruger National Park

Rhino taking a poo! Kruger National Park

Savour the moment, ladies and gentlemen ; in a few years time, you’ll only be seeing them in zoos, thanks to the demand for their horns in the Far East for traditional medicines which of course, don’t f*cking work.

10 – Mako shark trying to take a bite out of our (inflatable!) boat

Every Most years, millions of sardines gather off the southern coast of Africa and begin a mass migration northwards, along the eastern coast towards Mozambique and out into the Indian Ocean – this is one of the largest migration of animals in the word and is known as the ‘sardine run’.

We happened to be in the area at approximately the right time to catch this event, so booked ourselves onto a ‘sea safari’ out of Port St John, hoping to be able to get in the water and dive amongst the action, as the sardines are hunted by sharks and dolphins from below, and seabirds from above.

Sadly, being a ‘natural’ event, it isn’t always predictable and in this case, the ‘run’ never seemed to get started.  It usually happens every year – but sometimes it happens miles out to sea and as such, its not easy to catch.  Either we were too early, or it was happening elsewhere, as we didn’t see much activity.

However, we did see some rather cool things – one of which was a mako shark (a close relative to the great white shark, and one of the fastest sharks in the world, with a top speed of 60 miles per hour).

We received a call over the radio from another sea safari operator telling us that a mako had been circling their RIB (rigid hulled inflatable boat) for the past 45 minutes and kept taking particular interest in their propellors for some reason – even trying to bite the propellor blades every few laps of the boat.

So of course, we went to go and have a look, positioning ourselves alongside the other RIB.

The mako adjusted its circling pattern to now include our boat and I was lucky enough to grab this shot from my GoPro by holding it just below the surface ; there was no way I was getting in the water as the skipper told us they were generally quite aggressive but this one was particularly so.  One of the other guys on our boat was dead keen to get in but the skipper just wouldn’t have it – rightly so, I think.

Mako shark

Mako shark

The shark was clearly quite interested in our props now as well, but perhaps more worrying, it decided to start taking an interest in our inflatable rubber tubes!  The skipper was having none of this, and at one point had to resort to fending the shark off by pushing it away as it came partly out of the water to try and ‘taste’ our boat:

Really, really, close!

Rather him than me!!

9 – Walking with cheetahs in South Africa

I’ve mentioned Tenikwa a couple of times already in this post but in case you’ve missed it, its a wildlife sanctuary and education centre specialising in the care and rehabilitation of cheetahs and other wild cats ; they take in injured cheetahs, leopards, caracals and such and take care of them, though I don’t think they always release them back into the wild.  The also try to educate farmers (who are often responsible for injuring/killing these predators) as to how they can protect their livestock without resorting to shooting/trapping the wildlife.

However our main reason for visiting the centre was to take a couple of their resident cheetahs for a walk – one of the more bizarre things I’ve done!  I’ve taken my family dogs for a walk – thats quite normal.  I once took small yappy terriers for a walk which was, well, embarrassing, really.  Taking cheetahs for a walk?  Thats got to be cool, right?

Well it was definitely quite different and frankly a little disconcerting, as you have to follow strict rules about, for example, not getting forward of their shoulders, not looking them in the eye, and not crouching down in front of them.  Any of which could result in them trying to take a chunk out of you!

Our guides were also quite clear that if the cheetah decided to take off, not to try and hold them back (they are very powerful and do you really want to p*ss them off?) or keep up with them (they can reach speeds of up to 60mph in under 3 seconds).  Just let the reins go and they’ll come back in a few minutes (apparently).

We got to stroke the cheetahs a bit and their hair was surprisingly coarse – the dark hair on the spots is actually quite different to the rest of their hair.  There is probably a good reason for this but I can’t remember what it is!

They spend a lot of their walking time lying down and rolling around :)

They spend a lot of their walking time lying down and rolling around 🙂

A very cool experience!

8 – Getting buzzed by ragged tooth sharks

As the shark approached I mentally ran through the dive briefing we’d received a short while before jumping into the water

“Don’t worry, they’re vegetarian sharks”, they had said.

I’m no expert but I am pretty darned sure that raggies (ragged tooth sharks) eat meat.

“Well, ok, not vegetarians, they only eat fish”.

Looking at the teeth getting closer to me, I wasn’t feeling particularly reassured at this point.

“If they come towards you, just drop down onto the seabed or position yourself above them – just don’t get in their way”.

So they are vegetarian but clearly not to be messed with.  Great.

I dumped the remaining air from my BC (buoyancy jacket) and lungs and pinned myself to the seabed and ducked.  And just as the dive guide said, it passed straight over the top of me.  Superb!  A bit hard on the old sphincter muscles, but still, pretty superb!

Ragged Tooth Shark

Ragged Tooth Shark

Once you had survived your first encounter, the rest seemed positively laid back and I was able to get quite close to them throughout the remainder of the dive – definitely one for your bucket list!

Best shot of the set I think - Cristina, raggie, and a ray...

Best shot of the set I think – Cristina, raggie, and a ray…

It was much safer than the other popular shark/diving encounter South Africa is known for – diving with great white sharks.  It was definitely a more natural experience as in this case we were seeing the animals behaving normally ; with cage dives the operators tend to ‘bait’ the area to draw in the sharks (which I don’t think is a good idea) and of course, with great whites, you are in a cage.

7 – Humpbacks breeching

Earlier in this post I mentioned a day out on a RIB ‘sea safari’ where we were lucky enough to have a close encounter with a mako shark ; that was quite something but perhaps trumped by seeing several humpback whales ‘breeching’ time repeatedly as we followed alongside them.

I don’t have a huge amount to say about this, but as you can hopefully imagine, it was fantastic to see these huge animals playing around like this.

We were closer than the photos suggest (due to the lens distortion of the ultra wide angle GoPro), but there was no way I was taking my SLR on the boat without a decent housing!  The skipper had his, and took it out once to try and get ‘the money shot’ of two humpbacks breeching at the same time, and it got soaked.  He wasn’t happy.

6 – Lions, Masai Mara

As we approach the top 5, lions finally make an appearance.  And, if you’ll excuse the pun, they arrive with something of a bang 😉

It was all over in a few seconds ...

It was all over in a few seconds …

Full marks to this chap, who was clearly not suffering from stage fright or anything.  There were probably 5 or 6 fully loaded vehicles full of tourists watching him and he didn’t seem at all phased.   Our guide told us that they would repeat this many times during the day.  Good effort, I say!

Now if we were able to fast forward 6 months or so, we’d see the results of this, cough, labour.

And with the magic of the internet, I give you – lion cubs!

Awww :)

Awww 🙂

5 – Going batty in Zambia

One of the great things about travelling under your own ‘steam’ and without a fixed agenda or plans is that you can take advantage of tips from other travellers and go and see things that you hadn’t heard of.

My trip to Kasanka National Park, towards the north-east of Zambia, was one such trip.  I had heard great things about it from various other guests during my stay at Pioneer Camp (Lusaka) and from the owner and his partner, so I decided to delay my planned exit from Zambia via South Luangwa for a few days and head off in a different direction on a very long round trip.

All to see a few fruit bats.

Ok, when I say “a few” I may be understating the numbers a little.

The general consensus is that there is typically between 5 and 8 million bats at Kasanka at that time of year, as they migrate to Angola (if memory serves).  At sunset, seemingly just as the sun finally dips below the horizon, the bats take flight – just a few to start with, but in increasing numbers until the sky is full of them.

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If you were to ask people about mass animal migrations in Africa, they would understandably think about the Great Migration of (predominantly wildebeest) around the Serengeti and Masai Mara.

However the numbers involved in the Serengeti migration, whilst huge, are about 1/4 of the number of bats estimated to take part in this particular migration, which is the largest migration of warm blooded animals in the world.

I’d still like to see the wildebeest migration though 🙂

4 – Brief but alarming encounter with a pair of harassed black rhinos

White rhino are cool, and increasingly rare, but black rhino – well, they are even rarer and of course, it won’t be long before they disppear from the wild entirely 😦  Their numbers have dropped by 97% since 1970 due to poaching, and there are estimated to be only 5,000 or so of them left in the wild…

I didn’t see any black rhino until my penultimate game drive, which happened to be in the Masai Mara.  I have very mixed feelings about this particular encounter as it was positive and negative.

Positive, because I got to see a very rare animal.

Negative, because the rhino were being hassled by the drivers of the ‘safari’ vehicles, ours included.

You see these animals had been sighted and, as with all notable sightings, announced over the radios to other operators’ vehicles and what followed was a mass high speed exodus across the Masai Mara to try and catch a glimpse.  And yes, it was exhillarating, I give you that.

When we arrived ‘on site’ the rhinos were nowhere to be seen, so the drivers abandonned the ‘rules’ that said they had to stick to the tracks and ploughed their vehicles into the undergrowth to try and find them, trampling over bushes and small trees in the process and, potentially, smashing birds eggs or small animals in the process.

Our driver took a slightly different route and we were fortunate to catch these 2 black rhino trotting out of the cover of the bush, clearly trying to get away from the majority of the vehicles who were now behind them.

The rhino weren’t happy when they saw us.  We were just about to start snapping photos when our guide told us to sit tight as he was moving away from them, believing that they were about to charge us.

So unfortunately, after all that, I only managed 1 or 2 usable photos.

Yes, it was exciting (although had they charged us they would probably have done some serious damage to our vehicle and probably us as well), and of course, yes, it was great to see them.  I’m just not sure I am happy with the way it happened.

The elusive, and in this case, rather pissed off, black rhino!

The elusive, and in this case, rather pissed off, black rhino!

3 – Young cheetah playing with young antelope

Rocking up at number 3 we have the cutest little cheetah cub playing with an equally cute baby Thomson’s gazelle on the plains of the mighty Serengeti…

The cheetah in question had, just a few moments before, been sat with its mother on top of a mound of dirt (termite mound?) watching this gazelle and its mother in the distance.  The cheetahs silently stood up and started walking nonchalantly towards the gazelles, who were looking in their direction and must surely have seen them…

Stalking their prey in the distance

Stalking their prey in the distance

The cheetahs then adopted the classic ‘stalking’ posture, getting closer to the gazelles before breaking into a run.  The gazelles took off and we assumed that would be the end of it it, but no –  the young gazelle didn’t get away and the (mother) cheetah caught it.

But there was no kill.

The cheetah let the young gazelle go but only to use it as a training aid for her youngster, who wasn’t quite sure how it was supposed to react, or proceed…  A few times the young cheetah just stood there, looking at the gazelle, who also wasn’t sure how to react, so rather than try to run off, it would just stand there as well…

The youngsters really doesn't seem to know what its supposed to do next :)

The youngsters really doesn’t seem to know what its supposed to do next 🙂

Occasionally the cheetah’s mother would come along and stir things up a little bit, encouraging its youngster to chase the gazelle.

This was of course amazing to watch, although I guess sooner or later the young gazelle was turned into a snack.

2 – Lion catching and eating an impala

And talking of snacks – whilst I didn’t see the cheetahs kill that gazelle (above), I most certainly did get to see this lion hunt, kill, and eat a young impala (not in that order, mind you) in South Luangwa, Zambia – the only kill I actually got to see during my 10 months or so in Africa.

Lion stalking its prey - I think the baby impala had sensed something was wrong but the mother seemed oblivious to the danger

I think the baby impala had sensed something was wrong but the mother seemed oblivious to the danger

The mother scarpered, but the youngster didn’t really know what to do and was swiftly taken by the lion – no contest, really.

Walking back into the shade for its snack

Walking back into the shade for its snack

Now we thought that the lion had killed the impala outright, but it turns out it hadn’t ; once the lion settled down with it between its front paws and started munching away, the impala (which had been keeping very still all this time, hence us thinking it was dead) started lifting its head and bleating, presumably calling out for its mother.

Definitely still alive at this point

Definitely still alive at this point

This was, to be fair, quite hard to watch (and hear).  Had it killed it and then eaten it, I wouldn’t have been bothered, but hearing the crunch of the bones intermingled with the bleating was admittedly upsetting.  But then, as I said earlier, this is just the way it is in the wild…

A once in a lifetime experience…  For the impala, at any rate.

1 – Meeting the relatives

And finally…  Top of the list goes to the hour that I spent in the company of some of our closest evolutionary relatives – the mountain gorillas in the Volcanoes National Park, Rwanda.

It was an immense privilege to spend time watching these incredibly rare animals interacting with each other and, at times, directly with us.  At one point, one of the guys in our group got kicked by one of the gorillas as it hurried past us and you can well imagine that if they wanted to, they would be able to do some serious damage – but they don’t (normally!).

I’ll let the pictures below (and the main post I wrote about it) do the talking.

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Family portrait :)

Family portrait 🙂

I think we were told this one was just 6 months old - but not sure

I think we were told this one was just 6 months old – but not sure

There are estimated to be less than 900 of them left, and its weird (and sad) to think that in that hour I was surrounded by about 10% of the population of the entire species.

Thats all, folks!

So there we have it – my most memorable wildlife moments from my time out in Africa.  This list doesn’t necessarily reflect my favourite animals, I’ve just tried to pick out individual moments that stick out.

If you thought wildlife viewing in Africa was all about lions and elephants and giraffe, you’d be wrong.  There is a huge variety of wildlife to see and this list only scratches the surface of what the continent has to offer.

I suggest you get out there and have a look for yourself, before its too late… I would love to say that a concerted effort to stop poaching would mean you wouldn’t have to rush, but sadly, I just can’t see that being the case 😦

A year in numbers

It would seem appropriate that after a trip lasting nearly a year I should probably write some sort of review ; it should probably be deep and meaningful and use the words ‘magnificent’, ‘discovery’, ‘development’, ‘introspection’, ‘experience’, ‘growth’ and such.

But lets leave all that nonsense to one side for now, and start off with a few basic statistics, for those who are excited by such things… (and its easier to write!)

30,000

Approximately how much the trip cost me, in UK pounds.  This excludes the cost of the van itself  (about £3k), the conversion and fitting out etc which I haven’t worked out yet.

  • £2,136 of this covers the initial flights to SA, to Canada, and back to the UK
  • £3,670 of this was spent on shipping the van to and from Africa
  • £1,140 or thereabouts was the cost of the carnet de passage for the vehicle
  • £23,000 was everything else – accommodation, food, diesel, tours, park fees, etc etc.

Its hard to give an accurate estimate of a ‘per person, per day’ cost at the moment as for the first 3 months there were 2 of us on this trip and these figures include Africa and North America (quite different costs of living), but a quick calculation based on the £23k figure above comes to about £70 per day (about US$108).

If I were to remove the costs associated with the big safari trips and the diving excursions and so on, then split the spending up by region/country, this figure would come down quite a bit – but I haven’t got the patience for doing that just now.

16,222

How many miles I drove, or at least, logged – I know I forgot to log a few days here and there.

  • 12,502 miles of driving in Africa – there were more, I just forgot to log them.
  • 4,120 miles in the United States.

Now given that the ‘average’ mileage that people apparently cite when applying for motor insurance in the UK is somewhere around 12-15k per year, I would say that I was pretty much on par.  I think I prefer the idea of driving around Africa over sitting in queues on the M25.

326

How many days I was away for (10 months and 22 days).

292

The number of days I spent in Africa, making up approximately 90% of the trip.  The original plan was for a maximum of 6 months.

237

The number of nights I slept in the van – just over 80% of the time I was in Africa with it.

The first 3 weeks we were in a guesthouse, waiting for the van to arrive and clear customs (it was mistakingly offloaded in Namibia so we had to wait longer than planned), and I spent a couple of weeks in tents on organised safari trips etc.  Sleeping in the vehicle (or at least, camping) definitely helped to keep the costs down (or at least, freed up money to do other things).

117

Approximately how many different campsites I stayed at in the van during my time in Africa, which means I was staying a fraction over 2 nights at each place (on average).

My longest stays (either in one go or over multiple visits to the same campsite) were:

  • Oppi Koppi (Kamanjab, Namibia) – 23 nights in total from 3 separate stays
  • Jungle Junction (Nairobi, Kenya) – 15 nights
  • Riverlodge Backpackers / Camping (Cape Town, South Africa) – 13 nights

45

The magic number in Tanzania.  This is the absolute maximum speed, in kilometres per hour, at which you should drive if is a building in sight (which seems to constitute a “built up area” in the eyes of the police).

The official speed limit in built up areas is actually 50kph or even 60kph, but even if you stay at 45kph, the police will probably still pull you over for speeding (showing you the reading on their speed gun that they took from someone an hour or so ago who actually was speeding) or make up some other non-offence and try to extort money out of you.

F*ckers.

23

The number of ‘game reserves’ I visited (rather than just passed through or alongside and barely noticed).

In the list below, [SD] means ‘self drive’ – all others were on 4×4 vehicles run by safari operators or the game parks themselves.

South Africa

  • Hluhluwe-Imfolozi [SD]
  • Tembe Elephant Park
  • Kruger National Park [SD]

Swaziland

  • Mlilwani Wildlife Sanctuary [SD + mountain bike]

Namibia

  • Etosha National Park [SD]
  • Erindi Private Game Reserve

Botswana

  • Moremi Game Reserve and Okavango Delta
  • Chobe National Park

Zambia

  • Kasanka National Park [SD]
  • South Luangwa National Park

Malawi

  • Majete Wildlife Reserve [SD]
  • Nyika National Park [SD + mountain bike]

Tanzania

  • Mikumi National Park [SD]
  • Ruaha National Park [SD ish – Fari took me there in his 4×4]
  • Serengeti National Park
  • Ngorongoro Crater and Convservation Area
  • Lake Manyara
  • Tarangire National Park

Kenya

  • Lake Nakuru National Park
  • Lake Naivasha National Park
  • Masai Mara National Reserve
  • Ambsoseli National Park

Rwanda

  • Volcanoes National Park (walking – mountain gorillas)

12

The number of flights I took:

  1. Heathrow (UK) > Cape Town
  2. Cape Town > Durban
  3. Okavango Delta scenic flight
  4. Zanzibar > Dar es Salaam
  5. Dar es Salaam > Mafia Island
  6. Mafia Island > Dar es Salaam
  7. Nairobi > Kigali (Rwanda)
  8. Kigali > Nairobi
  9. Nairobi > Amsterdam
  10. Amsterdam > Vancouver
  11. Seattle > Amsterdam
  12. Amsterdam > Birmingham UK

Alas no, I don’t know what that equates to in terms of mileage, nor can I be bothered to try and find out.

11

How many countries I visited (excludes Holland as I was only there on a flight stopover):

  1. South Africa (97 days on a 90 day visa – got banned for a year for overstaying)
  2. Swaziland (5 days)
  3. Namibia (62 days)
  4. Botswana (8 days)
  5. Zambia (21 days)
  6. Malawi (30 days)
  7. Tanzania (38 days)
  8. Kenya (28 days)
  9. Rwanda (3 days)
  10. Canada (8 days)
  11. United States (21 days)

6

Shock absorbers.  I replaced all 4 before leaving South Africa for Namibia, and the front 2 had to be replaced in Dar es Salaam, having wallowed my way all the way through Tanzania from Malawi over the course of a month.

4

How many times I got pulled over by roadside rozzers in Tanzania.  On 3 of those occasions, they claimed I was speeding.  I talked my way out of 2 of these.  One one occasion the police just asked for money, plain and simple, without bothering to make up an excuse.  I suspect he was the most honest of the bunch, frankly.

Also the number of punctures I picked up.  2 of those were fixable, 2 required new tyres.  Which leads me on to the number of tyres I replaced in total (4), replacing 2 of my existing UK tyres before entering Namibia as I knew the roads would be more dubious.

2

The number of times the van got stuck – both times in sand.  One took a few minutes to dig out, the other time took several hours.

Also the number of traffic fines I paid – one for speeding ($20 in Tanzania) and the other when  spot checks by the roadside rozzers revealed that my not-quite-self-adhesive-enough white reflective tape had come off my front bumpers in Zambia (another $20).

0

The number of times I wished I was back home and at work, even when I was running low on funds towards the end of the trip.

Three flights and an inquisition

The day has finally arrived when I say a rather sad but perhaps overdue farewell to Africa, almost 10 months after arriving in Durban.  I won’t prattle on about how wonderful the experience has been (which for the most part it has, although there have been a few negatives, some of them more so than others), but hopefully you’ve read a few of my previous blog entries by now and seen a few photos which should give you some insight into what I’ve seen and done and thought along the way.

So instead I’ll talk about the start of the next leg of my trip, which will sadly be undertaken without my trusty VW campervan whilst it makes its slow progress back to the UK.  The engine is shot, and needs replacing, which will be much easier to arrange back in ‘Blighty (and probably cheaper, despite labour costs being much lower in Africa).

Yesterday I flew (with KLM/Air Kenya) out from Mombasa to Amsterdam (Holland / Netherlands) via Nairobi ; the flight from Mombasa was uneventful but pleasant enough, despite the stupid early start (3am pickup or something from the backpackers place).  The flight up to Amsterdam was frustrating, largely due to the fat tw@t in front of me who insisted on throwing his seat backwards at every opportunity – something that has become a common source of discontent on flights these days and will no doubt result in a big fight one day.  We exchanged a few words after he found he couldn’t push his seat back due to my knees stopping him.  He said if I didn’t like it I should move, despite the fact that he was in the exit row and had plenty of room already.

Anyhow, we didn’t quite come to blows, possibly because the flight ended shortly after our ‘discussion’.

Arriving in Schiphol airport was like a breathe of fresh air – it was so, well, European!  By which I probably just mean familiar, even though I’ve only been to this particular airport once.  I guess I was feeling a bit more homesick than I thought!

And of course, the ‘scenery’ was great, even if it was winter/spring and everyone was wrapped up against the cold, which again, was a huge relief.  I actually had to wear my ski jacket whilst waiting for the pickup organised by my guesthouse.  Excellent!

My bed for the night was a cheap but adequate B&B/guesthouse (Hotel Zwanenburg) a way out of the city centre, far enough away from the infamous Red Light District to prevent me from making the effort to go in and look around – been there, done that.  Plus I was shattered as I can’t sleep when I’m flying.  Arriving

Today I continued my journey, heading west to Vancouver in Canada.  I’m here to spend some time with 2 “awesome” people I met in Namibia, Moreno and Kat, after which I’ll be heading south to explore along the west coast (sorry, seaboard) of the US before returning to Seattle to attend a friends wedding.  Then I fly home and start building my life over again – starting off with getting a job I suppose!

But thats a month off so I am trying not to dwell on such things!  Before all that, I had to get through Candian Immigration…

First stop – the usual passport checks.  The guy there asked a few questions, having checked the stamps in my passport (not too surprising really) and asked where I was staying (“with friends in Vancouver”), when I was leaving (“in about a week, to America, and then back home to the UK about 3 weeks later”), and so on.  I wasn’t too worried at this point as he didn’t seem too interested and soon stamped my passport and waved me through.

That wasn’t too bad, really. And then I got stopped by another official just as I was about to pass through the customs gate.  Bugger.  I don’t know if I had been red flagged or whether or not this was just a random search – he assured me it was the latter but I very much doubt that.

So after waiting for 20 minutes or so it was my turn to be interviewed and man, what a pain that turned out to be!  Basically they weren’t happy about the fact that I had been away from home for so long – they wanted to know how I was funding the whole thing if I wasn’t working, and perhaps more importantly if I could prove that I had a reason to go home – having sold my home, quit my job, and having my sister’s address on all my documentation they were perhaps justifiably curious.

We then got onto my travel plans whilst in Canada and the US ; I mentioned I was going to a friend’s wedding and immediately that opened up another line of questioning for him – how do you know him, how long have you known him, who is he marrying, is he working here, what does he do, who for, where does he live, and so on.

After I had gone through all that, I had to unpack everything in the 2 large bags I was carrying and talk him through everything (clothes, electronics and so on, mostly cameras), and then he came across some laminated copies of my ID – on the back I had Cristina’s ID as well (the intention had been to hand them over to corrupt police at checkpoints in Africa to avoid getting into situations whereby we were at their mercy if we’d given them our original documentation).

So then the questioning went down a different route – why are you carrying this person’s ID?  Where is she?  When I explained that she had gone home and we were no longer ‘together’, he asked whether or not there was any history of violence!  For f*cks sake!!!  I have to admit I was beginning to get a bit annoyed by now and fearful that this was all a prelude to the “well I’m afraid we’re not going to let you in” conversation.  During all this I was trying to get onto the airport’s wifi network so I could let Moreno and Kat know that I was having ‘issues’ (they were waiting for me in Arrivals lounge) and by the way, can I have their mobile number so I can give it to this guy and get him to call them to verify some of this if necessary!

Fortunately though it didn’t come to that – he eventually seemed satisfied and let me go, telling me that he hoped I understood that they have to be sure that people coming in aren’t looking to stay and don’t have criminal records etc.  “Sure, of course” I said, thinking that if I could be bothered I would make an official complaint about some of his lines of questioning once through.

But enough of all that – I was immensely relieved to see Moreno and Kat still waiting for me on the other side.  It was great to see them again but I was slightly disappointed that Moreno had trimmed his beard since getting back from Africa –  I was expecting a full on birds nest by now!

From there it was a short journey back to their flat (or is it apartment or condo?) and time to chill out, catch up, and eat some rather tasty Chinese/Thai takeout (takeaway, for us Brits).

All in all, a tiring couple of days, but I’m actually quite glad to be out of Africa and back in the ‘western’ world again.  Definitely back into my comfort zone!  Except they drive on the wrong side of the road here.  Thats going to be fun when I hire a car in the US 🙂

 

But first – Canada!

PS: Sorry for the lack of photos – I’m sure I’ll make up for it over the next months-worth of blog entries!

One van, one container, and a lot of waiting

Having arrived safe and sound in Mombasa, after a fairly stressful but uneventful 2 day journey from Nairobi, it was time to get the van ready to send home to the UK 😦

I’d done most of the hard work (packing-wise) before leaving Nairobi as I was supposed to be delivering the van the day after arriving in Mombasa, so fortunately I didn’t have a huge amount to do other than, well, emtpy the porta-potti one last time (how glamorous!) and remove the last bits of electronics from the ‘cab’.

I had made arrangements to load the van into the container the day after arriving in Mombasa, but a few phone calls that morning soon put paid to that plan!  The shipping company (GMS Reefer) were still waiting for the container itself to be delivered by the shipping line (or something like that), so there was no point driving down to their depot just yet…  Not the most auspicious start to the whole process but patience is key when shipping 🙂

Later that day I received a phone call with the good news that my container was ready to load, tempered however with the bad news that the customs agent couldn’t be bothered to come that day (sorry, “couldn’t make it”) so it would have to be the day after.  {shrug}.  Guess I’ll be lounging around all day and doing some photo editing instead!

The next day, as per my amended arrangements, I drove the van down to the GMS’ company’s depot, determined not to leave until I had all the paperwork sorted and the van stored safely in the container – I only had a day or two spare before flying out to the States so I couldn’t afford too many delays.

At first glance, it looked like it was going to be tight – I had come prepared to remove the top of the roof hatch if necessary but was really hoping that wouldn’t be necessary – parked up alongside the container, I wasn’t so sure 😦

This could be tight - height wise at least!

This could be tight – height wise at least!

Whilst it looked like it would probably fit, there is a raised floor in these containers which reduces the amount of clearance you have available – getting through the doorway opening was going to be my biggest concern.  Once it, it would be ok.  I’ve measured the van several times recently and am relatively confident about all this.  I had already decided that I’d deflate the tyres before loading which should give me an extra few centimetres clearance…

But no progress could be made until the customs official arrived to inspect my van, check the container was empty prior to loading, and seal it all up.  And she wasn’t in any hurry, it seemed.. 2 time slots for her to come and do her thing came and went and I was getting a bit fed up.  Fortunately there was a steady supply of cold water, a variety of piles of containers behind which one could relieve oneself, and I’d brought my Kindle with me, so I settled down for the long wait.  Well there really wasn’t much else I could do, was there?

In the meantime, a couple of guys from the shipping company took my carnet de passage down to the customs office to chase her up and get some paperwork underway – I was reluctant to let the carnet out of my sight as its worth a fair chunk of money, but by now I was almost past caring and just wanted to see some progress!

Eventually, sometime mid afternoon, the customs officer rocked up and was in a hurry to get everything done.  Ironic, really, being told to hurry up by someone who has kept me waiting so long.  She had a cursory glance around the van and in one or two tool boxes, made sure the container was empty, then told me to go ahead and load it.

I’d already removed the aerial from the roof and dropped the tyre pressures to their bare minimum, and with the assistance of my Fiamma levelling ramps (intended for correcting slight variances in campsite pitches , but hey) , coaxed the van up into the container.  With a chorus of “its fine, carry on, its good” from the shipping yard employees, I edged further and further into the van until the back wheels were in – it fits!!

Now all I have to do is get out of the drivers door.  Ummm…. Ah hell 😦

Amazingly - it fits!  Bit of a squeeze getting out of the cab though :(

Amazingly – it fits! Bit of a squeeze getting out of the cab though 😦

The container was too narrow to let me open the door so I just wound the window down and climbed out onto the bonnet, before lashing the front of the van to a couple of floor-mounted d-rings using ratchet straps/tow straps.

Squeezing past the van (managing to wind the window up along the way before tossing the keys onto the drivers seat) I lashed the back of the van to similar floor d-rings and that, as they say, was that!  The door was closed, sealed using special customs single-use, serial numbered seals, and I was free to go.

Phew!  Hours of waiting and everything was a rush at the end.  Typical African bureaucracy 🙂

I had intended to catch a taxi or public transport {shudders} to Diani for a couple of days on the beach, and to catch up with the Germans from the safari trip, but after all this hassle I was running out of time today so I just nabbed a lift back to the backpacking place and decided enough was enough – I was going nowhere now except the airport in a couple of days!

Safely to Mombasa

Having recharged my batteries, so to speak, with a good nights sleep it was time to crack on to Mombasa and find somewhere to stay whilst finalising my shipping arrangements and preparing to leave Africa…

The journey from Voi to Mombasa was about 100 miles or, for our European friends, 160km.  Give or take.  And it was 100 miles of crap road surface and horrendous traffic.  At least it was moving, but the lorries were frankly a nightmare!

And so the fun begins...

And so the fun begins…

...and the crap road surface!  Which leads vehicles to swerve recklessly to avoid potholes :(

…and the crap road surface! Which leads vehicles to swerve recklessly to avoid potholes 😦

Overtaking is slightly more entertaining when you pull out and find a pothole in your way :)

Overtaking is slightly more entertaining when you pull out and find a pothole in your way 🙂

Really, really, crap roads in some places!

Really, really, crap road surface in some places!

Attempting to overtake, being fed up with the slow lorries - the minibus got out of my way :)

Attempting to overtake going through a town, being fed up with the slow lorries – the minibus got out of my way 🙂

Long convoys of lorries heading to Nairobi - often someone at the back would decide to try and overtake which would result in a standoff :)

Long convoys of lorries heading to Nairobi – often someone at the back would decide to try and overtake which would result in a standoff 🙂

During the 3 hours or so that it took to do this journey, I developed a new technique for dealing with lorries.  As soon as you see a line of them coming towards you, start sounding your horn and flashing your lights, sometimes just leaving them on full beam.

Yes, one or two might flash at you to point out you’ve got your lights on, but at least they get the message.  Which was something along the lines of “GET THE F**K OFF MY SIDE OF THE F**KING ROAD, YOU F**KWITS!!!”.

And….breathe…

The new strategy worked most of the time, although once I did have to slow from 60mph right down to nothing as one lorry decided that being bigger than me he was going to carry on overtaking the other lorries.  Peasant…

Rolling into Mombasa, a bit fried, a bit annoyed, but glad to have made it, I finally dipped into one of the 2 diesel jerry cans (no point filling up as I am supposed to deliver the van with no diesel in it when its shipped) and found Backpackers Nirvana – which wasn’t easy as its hard to find and for security reasons they don’t have any signs up.

Nowhere there to camp as such, but they made space for me in the parking area outside the house which was more than adequate.

Time to make final preparations for shipping as tomorrow I’m supposed to be going to the shipping ‘yard’ and delivering my van – fingers crossed, and all that!!

The long, stressful, frustrating slog to Mombasa

The past 3 days have been spent sitting around in Jungle Junction, sorting out what I’ll need for the next leg of my journey (North America), liaising with the shipping company in Mombasa, getting a haircut, and taking the van out for test drives in the local area in order to gain some level of confidence that it won’t blow up on me on the way to Mombasa!

I’ve also had the chance to catch up with a couple I met towards the start of this trip, way back in Swaziland – Thomas and Sabine, from Germany.  Way back then I thought I’d see a lot of them during my time here in  Africa as they were generally going in the same direction, but Africa is a big place so that was probably a little unrealistic!

Still, was good to chat with them a bit and a few other continental Europeans who are here doing similar trips… Thomas and Sabine, along with a few others, are on their way back to Europe, going up the eastern side of Africa through Kenya, Ethiopia, and then, well, who knows!

The eastern route up through Africa is a bit tricky these days due to trouble around Somalia (which impacts northern Kenya as well), Ethiopia itself, Sudan (generally considered to be ok as long as you’re not a female on your own!) but then you hit Egypt which frankly most people consider not to be worth the hassle – its expensive to get in, takes ages to get through customs, suffers from huge corruption at the borders, and isn’t necessarily safe!  And even if you do get in, how do you get out?  The traditional route is out through Israel or Jordan and then into Syria but of course, thats a non starter these days!

Some people are hopping across to Saudi Arabia from Sudan (I believe there is a ferry) and up to Iran (another ferry?) and from there to Turkey.  Which is fine as long as you don’t have a right hand drive like me, as Saudi Arabia won’t let you in with it!

All of which makes me think that Kenya was likely to be my last stop in Africa even if the engine hadn’t developed its little fault 🙂

Anyhow – leaving Jungle Junction behind it was time to tackle the road to Mombasa.  I’d heard some pretty bad reports about the condition of the road and the heavy traffic, and of course my trip to Amboseli had taken me partway along this road so I had first-hand experience of the traffic situation.

Bus drivers wait for no man - or van!

Bus drivers wait for no man – or van!

One of several queues to get out of Nairobi - with the usual bunch of characters selling stuff

One of several queues to get out of Nairobi – with the usual bunch of characters selling stuff

My plan was to go about halfway today, stopping somewhere around the town of Voi (which is a gateway town, to Tsavo East / Tsavo West national parks).  Thats if the van didn’t break down, of course!

On my way out of Nairobi I stocked up on diesel, of course, and a large bottle of oil – just in case my repair ‘let go’ en route… To try and reduce the chances of that happening, I took it pretty slowly – at first.  After sitting in slow queues of traffic (mostly lorries) I got bored and took every opportunity to overtake and make some progress!  The van seemed to be coping ok 🙂

Trucks and cars undertaking by driving along the dirt 'verge'

Trucks and cars undertaking by driving along the dirt ‘verge’

Not helping!

Not helping!

The traffic was crap.  Really, really, crap.  This road is the main highway between the capital and the main port (Mombasa) so is rammed with lorries, most of which seem intent on trying to overtake or undertake each other even if they clearly have no business doing so!

Lots of (water?) carriers presumably for sale

Lots of (water?) carriers presumably for sale

If he can fit through there, I certainly can :)

If he can fit through there, I certainly can 🙂

Whenever the traffic slows down, people appear to sell stuff.  Or maybe its because of them that the traffic slows down?

Whenever the traffic slows down, people appear to sell stuff. Or maybe its because of them that the traffic slows down?

Good to be on 'this side' of trucks like this again! :)

Good to be on ‘this side’ of trucks like this again! 🙂

After several hours of slogging my way through all this I stopped at Voi, in a rather quiet safari lodge called Red Elephant Safari Lodge.  No elephants in sight.  It was very quiet – only one other vehicle in the camping area and I don’t think anyone was staying in the rooms – so they gave me a key to a room and told me I could use it as a bathroom.  I could of course have slept in there but they hadn’t left me any bedding 😦

A brief respite from the chaos - Red Elephant Lodge in Voi

A brief respite from the chaos – Red Elephant Lodge in Voi

Amboseli (3) and back to Nairobi

And finally, my last blog entry from the safari trip around Kenya and almost my last from Africa – but not quite 🙂

After a cracking sunset last night we headed back into the park for a few hours, primarily to watch sunrise but of course try and get some more photos of animals with Kilimanjaro behind them.  Its what one does, you see.

Secretary bird

Secretary bird

Eland - the biggest of the antelope

Eland – the biggest of the antelope

Eland with some tinsel on its antler :)

Eland with some tinsel on its antler 🙂

Hippo :)

Hippo 🙂

Young male Grant's gazelles playfighting

Young male Grant’s gazelles playfighting

Saying farewell to Kilimanjaro :(

Saying farewell to Kilimanjaro 😦

So after a great 5 or 6 days it was time to head back to Nairobi for the last time, which was largely uneventful and included a quick ‘comfort break’ which happened to coincide with a ‘curio shop’ (of course!).  After saying goodbye to the driver/tour guide and of course Cindy, who is hoping to fly on to Ghana after this but that wasn’t looking too hopeful due to visa issues…

Reunited with my van, Chris (@ Jungle Junction) told me they had been unable to fully remove the sump but had managed to extract a few bits of metal, namely some rather chunky bolts!  To my uneducated eyes I reckon they are supposed to be holding something fairly important to something else fairly important which probably now isn’t where its supposed to be!

So ultimately I’m no further along towards fixing the van, so I think its going to be a case of just taking a chance on it and driving it down to Mombasa.  After all, whats the worst that could possibly happen eh? 🙂

Amboseli (2)

A few more pics and comments from the day in and around Amboseli… following on from my last post

Clearly they are advertising for any passing welshmen ;)

Clearly they are advertising for any passing welshmen 😉

Aside from the big cats, Amboseli seemed to have it all, although perhaps a little more spread out that in some places.  They definitely have no shortage of elephants or giraffe 🙂

Ah yes... zebra crossing :)

Ah yes… zebra crossing 🙂

Hyena taking a siesta in the 'pool' :)

Hyena taking a siesta in the ‘pool’ 🙂

Buffalo sheltering from the intense heat

Buffalo sheltering from the intense heat

Grant's gazelle

Grant’s gazelle

Thomson's gazelle missing part of an antler

Thomson’s gazelle missing part of an antler

Crowned plover

Crowned plover

Walking with giants :)

Walking with giants 🙂

Pausing for a scratch after bathing

Pausing for a scratch after bathing

Reedbuck?

Reedbuck?

Crowned cranes

Crowned cranes

After a full day in the hot and dusty park it was a welcome relief to get back to camp, have a shower, and get ready for dinner and sunset.  Which was pretty cool 🙂

Sunset, African style

Sunset, African style

Amboseli (1)

After a fairly uneventful morning drive (it was a nice sunrise – but we didn’t see much in the way of wildlife in the hour or so we had in the park after that) we headed back to Nairobi to drop off the American and German contingent before heading in the opposite direction to Amboseli, which sits at the base of a somewhat iconic African landmark – Kilimanjaro 🙂

The traffic on the way out of Nairobi was pretty awful, not helped by a an accident on the main dual carriageway somewhere near the airport.  I only mention this because there was a queue of traffic edging its way past the scene of the accident which seemed to involve a car, or van, and a poor chap who had presumably been walking along the road (as one does) with a large barrow full of stuff.  He had come off worst by the looks of things, ie: he was face down on the floor, covered in blood, crawling along with his leg sticking out at a very unnatural angle, and everyone was effectively ignoring him 😦  Including our tour guide/driver, who sped off as soon as he could.

Goes to show how much value is placed on human life in some parts of the world…

Anyhow, once clear of Nairobi the traffic improved for a short time, then ground to a halt as we joined a queue of traffic (mostly lorries) trying to get through a small town with, it turns out, a police checkpoint. But once past there, things picked up and a few hours later we got our first glimpse of ‘Kili’, miles away, just before sunset.

Eventually we arrived at the campsite, but couldn’t see much as it was pitch dark and their generator wasn’t working.  The rooms were quite nice – simple but effective, with (in my case) a double bed and single bed with its own bathroom which, strangely, had a door made out of tent canvas (the heavy kind).  Bit random really!

Dinner by torch/lantern light that night and an early start ahead of a full day in Amboseli… And yes, that means pictures!

Giraffes and Kilimanjaro - welcome to Amboseli

Giraffes and Kilimanjaro – welcome to Amboseli

Still some snow and ice but not what it used to be...

Still some snow and ice but not what it used to be…

Lots of these mini twisters/dust devils

Lots of these mini twisters/dust devils

And a few of these too :)

And a few of these too 🙂

Thomson's gazelle

Thomson’s gazelle

Amboseli plays host to a variety of birdlife.

Amboseli plays host to a variety of birdlife.

 

More to follow….

Masai Mara – 3 of 3

Well no trip to the Masai Mara would be complete without seeing a lion or two 🙂

Apparently it was breeding time for the lions as well as the zebra, and we were ‘lucky’ enough to catch the alpha male (apparently) doing his business with one of the lionesses…

It was all over in a few seconds ...

It was all over in a few seconds …

Well he seemed to enjoy it, even if she didn't blink...

Well he seemed to enjoy it, even if she didn’t blink…

She didn’t seem too bothered by it all, but we were told it would happen several times during the day with a snooze in between.

But there are other predators in the game reserve aside from lions – hyena, leopard, and cheetah for example.  During our time there we didn’t get to see the leopard but caught glimpses of the others:

Hyena grabbing some shade before being rudely interrupted by our arrival

Hyena grabbing some shade before being rudely interrupted by our arrival

A cheetah, also taking in some shade.  How our guide spotted these I'll never know!

A cheetah, also taking in some shade. How our guide spotted these I’ll never know!

But back to the lions…  We came across several small prides, or groups of females from the same pride, I’m not sure.  They all seemed to have young cubs and were generally all found hiding under a tree (and sometimes the cubs would be halfway up the tree).

One of several small prides of lions with cubs

One of several small prides of lions with cubs

Awww :)

Awww 🙂

Clearly all this effort is too much for some :)

Clearly all this effort is too much for some 🙂

Its always slightly disturbing when the lions take a degree of interest in you...

Its always slightly disturbing when the lions take a degree of interest in you…

Yep, lions are pretty cool…