We were picked up bright and early for our safari, but little did we know that to get from Nairobi to the Masai Mara it would be a 6-hour drive. A painful one that would involve a road so unbearably rocky that it caused several other vans to break down and our backs to require chiropractors. We were thrown around like rag dolls endlessly but finally arrived at Masai Mara national park, a 16000 square kilometer game reserve with all the wildlife you can imagine. It was a scenic and very expansive area with animals roaming freely in large packs (incidentally, a group of giraffes is known as a “grumble” of giraffes).
We spent all our days in this remarkably rugged van with a removable roof that allowed us to stand up for better views:
Some of my favorite animals: giraffe, zebra, and warthog.
We were treated to a beautiful sunset our first night in the Masai Mara:
Big 5
Every visitor embarking on an African safari hopes to catch sight of the “Big 5″ animals: the water buffalo, elephant, rhino, leopard, and lion. We lucked out and saw all almost immediately. Water buffalos and elephants were monstrous and potentially deadly beasts, yet slow moving and gentle. The rhino was massive but unfortunately a bit too far away from us to appreciate fully. The lions and leopards were truly beautiful and majestic animals, and it was breathtaking to see them roaming around in their natural habitat.
We lucked out and also witnessed the Obese 3:
Wildebeest Migration
Wildebeest are unattractive cow-like animals that migrate in a group of over one million in pursuit of food. The migration lasts nine months, tours much of Kenya, and finally ends up in Masai Mara in September, hence the motivation for our safari trip at this location at this time.
We came across them as they encountered the Mara river…the hippo and crocodile infested Mara river. The wildebeest stood there for hours like idiots debating whether to cross (“you go first, no you go, no you go”)…and like bigger idiots we parked our van there and waited forever for them to cross. Thankfully they finally made up their mind and crossed the river. Fortunately for them, none were attacked. Unfortunately for us, none were attacked.
Leonard
I cannot describe our safari without mentioning our driver and guide, Leonard. A curious guy he was. On the one hand he was incredibly knowledgeable based on his 16 years of experience. He was also a skilled driver who knew exactly where to drive us to get the best views of the more difficult-to-find animals; while other drivers would crowd around a lion walking, Leonard would aggressively race ahead off-road and deliver us to an empty area, only to have the lion stroll over a few minutes later where we had him all to ourselves.
But socially, Leonard was something special. Perhaps that same 16 years of experience made him lose enthusiasm, but he had little interest in talking to us. Rarely would a “good morning” or “bye” come from his mouth, and also we had to ask him any question three times before he’d even consider looking at us. And when he did it would either be with angry and irrelevant responses (us: “why do wildebeests form those groups?”, Leonard: “THERE ARE 40-50 WILDEBEEST IN A GROUP, OK?!”) … or with the least detail possible (us: “why are the wildebeest taking so long to decide to cross the river?”, Leonard: “animals”) … to exquisite detail (us: “what is an elephant?”, Leonard: “elephants roam the Masai Mara, which is 16485.3 sq km, and they live 50-80 years and have a gestation period of 2 years”).
Here is Leonard being Leonard…avoiding us. While talking on his tablet/cell phone. With an annoying Black Eyed Peas ringtone: