Posts tagged with: safari

Ghosts dance at the edge of the darkness. See them?  Shape-shifting spirits smokily forming and reforming. Dream creatures vanishing and reappearing as you trace their rhythms in and out of the deep black nowhere with your camera. See them? A...
It’s always a good sign when the giants come out to play. So when the thick fingers of cloud across the face of Kilimanjaro unfurled to reveal Kibo’s powerful, snowy-white head and Amboseli’s biggest and most famous tusker Craig bull-dozed...
It was great to be back on Mashatu. Our first afternoon underlined exactly why the place is so special, especially in the company of a camera and a small band of like-minded travellers. Two leopard sightings provided a taster of...
A giraffe drinking in the blue ‘hour’ – that all too slim window of luscious, inky opportunity just begging for a great subject – gets our trip underway nicely. It’s pretty special when you get the chance to photograph giraffes...
Spotlighting lions by the Mkuze river after dark, close encounters with cheetahs on fresh impala kills, iconic African megafauna drinking just metres from our lenses in pitch black at the night hides, dynamic vulture action plus jackals in the mist...
Getting off to a roaring start is always a win. And this was certainly up there. Just an hour or two after landing in Botswana we were pointing our cameras at a pride of 11 lions feeding on a buffalo...
‘There is magic in this place…you just have to sit and breathe and wait and it will find you…’ Anthony Doerr: ‘Cloud Cuckoo Land’ Some waits are longer than others. Some starts are bumpy. That was certainly the case on...
Driving the Majale riverbed and the open spaces of this southern Botswana reserve’s scenic plains, past scrubby thickets of low mopani and yellow-blossomed rhigozum, scouring the muscular and tentacled branches of the giant Mashatu trees, our visit to Mashatu last...
Under the black coral fan of the tree canopy we’re listening intently. As the darkness swells, the mind plays tricks. Although our game viewer is parked in thick bush, it feels more like we’re deep in the ocean. The fever...
A baby hippo, round as a ripe aubergine, is relaxing close to his mother on the banks of one of Africa’s mighty rivers. We drift in slowly so as not to disturb them. Peeping over the lush grasses the youngster...
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