Samburu meant our first real game runs. Compared to Mountain Lodge it was hot, but nobody seemed to mind. Animals of all kinds abounded. But first we stopped for our first of several trips across the equator.
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| Our
home for the next few nights.
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Elephants
greeted us on the way to the lodge
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| Dawn
seemed to come early in Samburu
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Of
course, we saw reticulated giraffe
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| Warthogs
always provided comic relief
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This lioness is known as Ol Kamuniak (the Blessed One) to the Samburu because
she has adopted orphaned baby oryx
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| Termite
mounds dot the landscape
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Vultures
waited on the riverbank
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| The
horns of the male impala became familiar
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Often
he was seen with a harem of females
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| Zebras
formed cooperative fly-swatters
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The
long-necked gerenuk wandered by
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| Cheetahs
hunted in the brush
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Or
sat on the rocks
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| Weaver
bird nests were in almost every tree
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The
shy oryx was often elusive
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| Leopards
also took some hunting, but we found one taking an afternoon nap before
the evening hunt
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Dik-diks
were plentiful but hard to photograph
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| Despite
the aridity, there was water for the crested crane
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Baboons
were often spotted at the waterside
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| Elephants
preferred the bush
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Birds
were seen in trees and on the wing
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| Sometimes the black-faced vervet monkeys at the Lodge wanted to come along | And at night we retreated behind out mosquito netting to prepare for another day. |
