in 2013, we embarked on what we thought would be a one in a lifetime trip to Africa. The continent seemed distant, remote, mysterious, intimidating, in that we had no knowledge of what it would. that trip to Tanzania to see one of the world’s greatest migrations was life-changing.

Our first zebra sighting framed by the ancient baobab trees
we became one with nature. we became part of mother earth just by being among the world’s wildest animals. we felt the being of nature. we melded into the heartbeat of God’s creations. we breathed easy. the urban stresses melted away. the heart slowed. the mind gave in to the peace and tranquility. the soul and spirit was refreshed, rejuvenated and replenished.
those emotions freed me of the fears of travelling to Africa on my own and i’d returned time and again, making 15 journeys over 8 years (minus those dreadful Covid-lost years of 2020-2022).
these trips set me on a never-ending education of conservation, of human-wildlife conflicts, of the imminent extinctions of species including the humans. they have made me aware that whatever we do, we have an impact on nature and on earth.
