The Bathing of the Mind
The bathing of the mind
September is one of the best
months to visit and tour Kenya. The mornings are fresh without any chill and
the evenings are sublime, gives you that feel-good kinda start to the day. Yep,
definitely a spring in your step. In between dawn and dusk, there is gentle
warmth that opens your pores and lets out tiny sprays of perspiration.
It is a kind of exhaust for the
body.
Dawn: 6:06, sunrise: 6:26, sunset: 6:32 dusk: 6: 53. So you get 12+ hour days
and a bonus dusk of 21 minutes. All this is very important, especially if you
are heading out on your first safari.
So, there you are all cuddled up
in the warmth of your bed at the Amboseli Lodge. Yesterday, you fell in love
with the lodge straight away and you got a little peek at Mount Kilimanjaro.
Didn’t that make your day? Did not look like there was much snow on the ice
cream top, though. Still, it was an awesome sight, took your breath away,
didn’t it? Felt like there was something divine in the air. Before dinner, went
for a drink with the guys at the tented camp. They were all seated around a
huge bonfire; someone was playing a guitar, and all the drivers and staff were
singing away. It was another memorable experience.
Got back to the lodge and
nestled in to watch the animals at the water hole. More of that in a moment but
gave up fairly quickly because I was about ready to drop into the sublime,
cat-purring sleep satisfaction. I was happy tired and delighted to be alive and
with you. Dawn at 6:00 means that you will be out on a pre-breakfast game run
by 6:30 at the latest. You will have had a perk-you-up morning tea or coffee in
your room before you hear the gong go, the knock on the door, and a gentle
voice saying: please wake for the game run, the animals are waiting to greet
you.
Ah the previous night, now that
was something else.
On the game run from Nairobi you visited three prides of lions. Your driver
brought you so close you could touch them. Lazy, weren’t they? Good everyone
remembered to hold their breath, otherwise, the lions would have caught the
human breath and cubs would have started fidgeting the adults would have moved
them on. God, weren’t the cheetahs a sensation? Did you see them hunting in
pairs? I saw that on television once and did not believe it could actually
happen right in front of my eyes. How lucky, how wonderful. What speed, what
grace, what majesty, sorry about the prey. Guess that is what life is like in
the jungle. People do it too. They call it War. Or they call it murder.
You saw your elephants, lions
and buffalo yesterday. Today you will hope to see a leopard and rhino to
complete the must-see Big Five. We should have made a list, what else did we
see yesterday? Zebra, giraffes (there are two types aren’t there?), gazelles,
eland, impala, wildebeest, oh and those other things … bat-eared foxes, looked
so cuddly.
Must make a list today. On your
way to Tsavo East and West, there is a great treat in store: Mzima Springs home
of the mighty hippos. What a sight that is going to be!
And so it goes on! And you
wonder where the day went as you sit sipping your first drink just after 5 pm
at Tsavo Lodge. Well, you did start the day with a champagne breakfast by the river.
What a breakfast! You saw your first leopard and rhino and a bunch of other
animals. But what took your breath away was the brief encounter with hippos at
Mzima Springs. As the name suggests the watering hole with a resident herd of
hippos is fed from a nearby spring. God, they are huge, aren’t they? Very
quiet, very serene. Yep, it is very peaceful.
After picking up your things
from Tsavo East you headed for another game run and a bush lunch. There was
nothing bush about it. Instead, it was prawns, crabs, lobster, hams, roast
lamb, pork, beef and lots of salads. Wasn’t it absolutely fabulous? I saw you
smiling to yourself a lot. You looked happy.
You have showered and slipped
into something cool and you are hungry but first, there is the important
tradition of pre-dinner drinks. Take it easy, it is going to be a long night,
don’t know how much sleep we are going to get. After dinner, meet Joe
Kavirondo, the man in charge of the animal orphanage at Tsavo (West) Lodge.
At the moment the orphanage has
three baby elephants, two black rhinos, six gazelles, two giraffes and a bunch
of other smaller plains animals, and, oh, two orphaned lion cubs whose mother
was killed by poachers. Aren’t they evil, the poachers I mean? Did you see the
elephant carcasses, with the ivory tasks ripped off the heads. How sad, how inhuman!
I will be heartbroken about that
for the rest of my life. Joe’s mother was a Maasai and his father was a
Kipsigis hunter from the north.
Some animals have an instinctive
fear of Joe. He is a sort of human anti-baboon spray. Joe has to just enter an
area where the baboons and monkeys are making a nuisance of themselves, and
they take off as if their life depended on it. The Maasai Mara game lodge used to
employ a Maasai warrior to keep the baboons out of their dining areas. After
dinner, we are all seated around Joe.
“Welcome to Tsavo Lodge. I hope you will enjoy your stay enough to want to come
back. I want to talk to you about the next few hours at the viewing from where
you will be able to see a procession of animals who come for their daily drink,
mud bath, frolic, and, of course, the all-important salt lick. You will see the
elephants come, have a drink, take a protective mud bath against fleas and
other insects, and spray protective dust on their bodies. They will leave once
they have had their fill. They will be followed by the lions, zebra, rhino,
cheetah, and other plains animals until every species has had its fill. This
procession is repeated every night.
“There is one rule you must not
forget: Do not talk, sneeze, cough, or make any kind of human sound. The wind
is likely to transfer the human smells to the herds below and they will
stampede. You will have spoilt it for everyone. Very late into the night, we
are expecting a visit from a couple of leopards. One of my colleagues will be
going around the lodge with a gentle gong in hand. We have put up several game
baits in the trees. You are sure to see a leopard or two tomorrow. In fact, if
the animal gods are good to you, you might even see a leopard family we have
been keeping an eye on.
“There is a special way of
making the next few hours absolutely unforgettable. While you sit there,
holding her hands, you are together yet you are alone. Your thoughts are your
own. It is your very own private suite to the world. As you become one with the
environment all around you, two things happen: your eyesight becomes sharper
and your hearing keener. I do it as often as I can. There is a kind of magic
out there. It is not just your eyes that see, or your nose that smells, or your
hands that touch, it seems as if every part of your body is doing any one of
those tasks. It would seem like an out-of-body and into wilderness experience
that makes at one with everything around you.
“You are the night, you are the
wildlife, you are the insects, you are the music of the night, you are
everything and you are completely at peace with it all. Try and see if you can
catch that exact neon second when dusk becomes twilight and twilight becomes
night. The photograph above comes close to catching one of those moments.
“You may not notice it immediately, but you suddenly feel utterly and
completely relaxed, at peace, you are home. There is a kind of languidity in
your body, the limbs seem at rest. You feel it first in your shoulders. The
head seems to come to rest, completely at ease, on your shoulders and it seems
to rest deep into the shoulder as the night goes on. Oh, and that drink in your
glass never seems to end, it is always there.
“First you hear the sounds of
the animals. You play a game with yourself trying to identify each species. In
the far, far distance, you can hear the roar of a lion or two, or even the
stampeding footsteps of a plains animal, perhaps someone’s dinner.
“So you stretch your legs in gay
abandon. You feel good about yourself. Never felt so alive at this hour of the
night, you tell yourself. But it is your own personal window into the world
that you find so narcotic. As you watch for the departure of dusk, the arrival
of twilight, and eventually the dark of night. The night sounds change … hear,
hear it is the orchestra of the night, a billion, trillion insects playing
their nightly symphony. You have to listen carefully.
“Don’t try to analyse it, just
go with it.
“Isn’t that beautiful? How do you feel, how do you feel? Like I am in heaven
you say. I saw that look on your face, you tell her, it had love written in
large capitals all over it. Love it. Love you.
“We call that whole experience:
The bathing of the mind. Please enjoy the experience of a little bit of Africa-loving
life to the maximum.”
He did not exaggerate one bit, did he?
What a night! What time did we slip away? Did you hear the gong? I wonder if
the leopards came. Did you see that second pride of lions having a bit of
squabble? Weren’t the elephant cubs just awesome? The rhinos seemed a bit shy,
but it was great seeing them again! What were those pigs, warthogs? Tsavo Lodge
I love you. Thank you, darling. Didn’t we love it all last night? Felt like it …”
I feel truly fulfilled. Tsavo
West, you are my heaven.
So you stopped off in Voi,
another overnighter, before gently arriving in your beloved Mombasa. Went to
Malindi but the white sands had disappeared in a flood. Watamu Beach Hotel is
even more beautiful than we remembered. Off to Masaai Mara, Mount Kenya Safari
Club, Tree Tops, Secret Valley, The Ark, Mount Kenya, Nyeri, Nanyuki,
Aberdares, Lake Baringo, Ol Donyo Sabuk, Lake Nakuru, Lake Naivasha, a plane
trip to Lake Turkana before heading for Tanzania, Arusha, the Serengeti and
lots more.
More heaven for me to find ...
one day, perhaps the next day, even if I am out of sight, I promise I will be
back for more of this.
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