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“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.” –Mark Jenkins

Wednesday, 15 December 2010

36 days to go and have applied for my Kenyan VISA

VISA requirements;
1) A valid passport with at least one spare page and 3 months more validity from date of entry (check)
2) A completed application form (check)
3) One recent passport sized photo (Hmmmn....)
4) Travel Itinerary (somewhere in the Mara for 9 days?)
5) £30 Cash (check)
6) Daytime telephone number whilst in Kenya (!!)

Spent the whole of last night watching back-to-back episodes of Big Cat Week and am beginning to think there is a chance we will see a hunt/kill. They say the cats hunt to eat every other day at least and considering the sheer numbers of cats there are out there, surely we stand a chance of seeing it? I am trying hard not to get my hopes up. The sunsets alone will be amazing to see. Cats hunting will simply be the icing on the cake.

Tuesday, 14 December 2010

37 days to go and change of airport plans

Since I will be travelling to Kenya alone on the 20th January and arriving ahead of the rest of the group, I have booked myself a night in the Fairview Hotel. I fly into Jomo Kenyatta International Airport which is the major airport in Nairobi, but we will all fly out together to the Mara from Wilson Airport the following morning at 9:15am. I have pre-booked a driver and car from the hotel to take me to and from the airports; I am sure Nairobi’s safety record for lone females travelling at night is no worse than anywhere else on the planet, but sod’s law says I would be the exception and at least this way I don’t have to negotiate a price with a driver. I don’t think my Swahili is quite up to that.

Monday, 13 December 2010

38 days to go and having a diet dilemma

I won a pair of Ripcurl cargo trousers on e-bay last week which arrived at the weekend. In perfect condition and just what I need for the trip, and a bargain at just £3.17. Getting them on is not a problem, but bending over or sitting down is definitely not an option at the moment. So with Christmas round the corner, the diet is going to have to be geared around swapping my preferred beverage (pint of carling) with something less calorific - vodka, lime and soda maybe... do they sell that by the pint? I also ordered a pack of two spare camera batteries this weekend so I am almost there with the equipment list too, just need a few more SD cards. Dad and Janet have lent me their handheld luggage scales to ensure I don't exceed the 15kgs total luggage limit. Here is David's recommended packing list;
  1. Camera body(s)
  2. Long lens - most people take up to 400 or 500mm for this trip.
  3. Shorter zoom lenses
  4. Batteries
  5. Chargers
  6. Memory cards
  7. Storage device or laptop
  8. Lens cleaners
  9. Instruction book
  10. 1 pair shorts
  11. 2 pair cargo pants
  12. 3 T-shirts/cotton shirts or similar
  13. Outdoor shoes
  14. Sunglasses
  15. Fleece & waterproof
  16. Hat - for sun protection
  17. Toiletries
  18. Binoculars
  19. Malaria prophylactics
Laundry is done for us every day and nothing smart is required, so in theory, two sets of clothes is all I will need.   My new book has arrived too - "Tick Bite Fever" - David Bennun's account of growing up in 1970's Kenya, ('A hilarious memoir...Enchanting and amazing', The Daily Mail .'Laugh out loud is an understatement...a wonderful insight into life in Africa from a two-foot high point of view, witty, touching and above all affectionate', The Press Assocation .'Tick Bite Fever itches with mordant wit - there's at least one turn of phrase per paragraph that gets among your ribs like a feather duster. An excelle
nt memoir', Uncut Magazine).  It should help to pass the time on the eleven-hour flight to Nairobi and put me in the picture a little before arrival. It was either that or a book about the murder in the Masai Mara of wildlife photographer Julie Ward back in 1991 which I think I will save for the flight home!

Friday, 10 December 2010

40 days and 40 nights to go!

I have managed to bag myself a discounted spare place on a small photographic trip going to Kenya next month thanks to a last minute cancellation. The tour is being run by David Plummer (same wildlife photographer who led the trip I went on in 2007 to the swamps of Brazil).  His website reads.... "The Masai Mara tour is a 10-day (including 2 travel days) photographic safari staying only at two camps; as such no time is wasted travelling from camp to camp. Photographic tuition is given in lesson form as well as hands-on tuition in the field.   This tour is pure wildlife from dawn to dusk!" Sounds like my perfect holiday, if I don't think too long about the bugs, the heat, the diseases and the first night I will be spending alone in Nairobi.
Staying at the Kicheche camps under canvas promises to be about as close as you can get to the beasts of the big cat world. The Masai Mara is somewhere I have wanted to go for many many years, so within minutes of reading David's email I was online to my bank, calculator in hand. It was do-able. But to be honest with myself, if it wasn't do-able, I would have fiddled the figures for however long it took to make sure it was. I discussed it with Ant, replied to David and told myself I would sleep on it until the weekend. The weekend of course came very early that week (Monday I believe!) and before I knew it booking forms were being completed, money was being transferred and I was sporting a grin similar to those worn by kids on Christmas morning. The agonising countdown had begun.

Saturday, 22 May 2010

And so one journey ends and another begins.

For this final entry, it seems fitting to hand over to our good friend Flee... for his awesome summary of the start and the end of our trip.... which both took place at WOWO campsite with friends and family, pictured here in our 'Superhero-Sunday' outfits!

Twas the first week in May
Ant and Jo went away,
They left from near Sheffield Park Station.
It all seemed so wrong
They'd be gone for so long.
We hoped they'd reach their destination.

The camper was sorted
An awning it sported,
And the flip-up roof worked like a dream.
We wished them all well
On their mission to sell,
All of Ants homemade scrumpy icecream.

The first leg of the trip
Was to get to the ship,
That would take these brave travellers to France.
The A.A was on hand
With some spare elastic bands,
You see, nothing had been left to chance.

The gang was all here,
And hurrah'd with great cheer,
And wished lots of luck to their chums.
We hoped they'd survive
The very long drive,
And arrive safe and sound at Ants mums.

The engine was cranked
And the friends were all thanked,
For their send off was fit for a king.
The handbrake released
And the speed was increased.
Thanks to all of the people pushing.

Now joking aside,
We all smiled with pride
As the duo set off on their travels.
But don't shed a tear,
For now they're back here.
And the tale of their journey unravels.
by 'Flee' (I.Fuller), May 2009

Thank you everyone for a brilliant home-coming. We love you all. xx