Dec. 31, 2021 - New Year’s Eve in the Masai Mara

The last day of the year 2021 began for us again ear­ly in the morn­ing at 5:30am. In the night it had rained heav­i­ly, so that we did not make our­selves large hopes regard­ing the sun­rise at first. Nev­er­the­less, we met again as sched­uled at 6:15 am with Caleb at the car and went in search of a motive.

Sur­pris­ing­ly, the morn­ing sky still col­ored very nice­ly, so that a sun­rise worth see­ing was to be expect­ed again. For lack of oth­er avail­able suit­able fore­ground motifs, an aca­cia tree had to serve again. But this time at least with some wildlife: a bird sit­ting in the top of the tree. After Caleb had shuf­fled around with the Land­Cruis­er at my request (“please 10m back, no, again 2m for­ward…”), I could then place it exact­ly in front of the solar disk.

,Kenia
Sun­rise, Masai Mara, Kenya

Then we went on, first of all back to the lions. Ini­tial­ly, we observed a lioness with 2 cubs, which played exten­sive­ly with each oth­er. It was very nice to be able to fol­low the hus­tle and bus­tle of the three from a close dis­tance. Final­ly real action scenes again 🙂 .

Lat­er we heard that the leop­ardess from the pre­vi­ous day had been spot­ted again in the same place. We there­fore drove there again and found her lying in the grass again:

,Kenia
Leop­ardess, Masai Mara, Kenya

Unfor­tu­nate­ly, we had only a short oppor­tu­ni­ty to observe her. Already a few min­utes after our arrival she got up, dis­ap­peared in the bush­es and was not seen again. We also saw the rea­son why she had come back to the place: in the branch­es of a tree she had cre­at­ed a pantry, as leop­ards like to do. There we saw the remains of an ante­lope hang­ing. So high up in the branch­es, oth­er preda­tors like lions or hye­nas can’t reach their prey. Appar­ent­ly it had just had breakfast….

,Kenia
Leop­ard Pantry, Masai Mara, Kenya

That was, as we then also thought, a real­ly good idea. We there­fore left the scene and looked for a shady place for our break­fast. After the rain of the night the ground was com­plete­ly soaked, so that our Land­Cruis­er looked accord­ing­ly mud­dy. But Caleb did­n’t mind, he just cov­ered the dirt on the hood with a blan­ket. A Mas­sai cou­ple pass­ing by on a motor­cy­cle watched us with interest:

Sat­ed from break­fast, we con­tin­ued our trip. There was again a lot to see from the bird world - a ground horn­bill, a sec­re­tary bird as well as a large mar­tial eagle:

Around noon we were back at the camp. Caleb left us now and drove up to Amboseli Nation­al Park with our Land­Cruis­er. We will fol­low tomor­row at noon by plane. Caleb will then pick us up there for the rest of the trip. So this after­noon and tomor­row morn­ing we will be accom­pa­nied by a guide from the camp: John, also called Charlie-Boy.

Afternoon program

After lunch we secured the pic­tures again and relaxed. At 4:00 pm we met Char­lie-Boy at his vehicle.

First we went again to a large pride of lions. They had killed a buf­fa­lo. At the group we met again the one-eyed lioness and could observe from close up how she suck­les her 4 cubs:

Lat­er we also saw the rel­a­tive­ly fresh­ly killed buf­fa­lo. It was not a pret­ty sight: The left half of the head was already pit­ted, the skull was exposed, the left eye was miss­ing. Appar­ent­ly, from the lion’s point of view, these are the goodies.

I will spare us a pic­ture of this here. But if you real­ly want to see it, here it is.

The weath­er became increas­ing­ly worse again, the sky was gray and cov­ered, so this time we returned to the camp with­out sun­set pho­tos. There was actu­al­ly “busi­ness as usu­al” despite New Year’s Eve. We enjoyed our Gin-Ton­ic at the camp­fire, then we had a bar­be­cue. Unfor­tu­nate­ly indoors, as it looked like rain again. After din­ner, we sat around the camp­fire with our first bot­tle of Moët Chan­don. Lat­er it start­ed to rain and we moved into the bar tent.

All the oth­er guests in the camp had already gone to bed ear­ly, so we toast­ed alone at mid­night with our sec­ond bot­tle of Cham­pagne. The Maa­sai in the camp then sang to it. That was real­ly very nice - cheers to 2022!

At 0:50 we were final­ly in bed. But don’t pre­tend to be tired: tomor­row we’ll start again ear­ly anyway!

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