The secretary bird hunts alone.
With its ‘mini skirt’ and quills borrowed from its namesake, the bird cannot be anything other than comical.
Their size, plumage and gait suggest a power and elegance that is sadly lacking when hunting. Darting from left to right and unable to fly for any distance, the bird chases a small rabbit. It is unsuccessful for many reasons…
The rabbit cunningly seeks refuge under our vehicle, leaving the bird quite literally ‘flapping’. When the rabbit emerges again to make a bid for freedom, the secretary bird lurches forward, again, unsuccessful.
Suppressing our giggles and regaining our composure, we begin to feel quite sorry for the bird and admire its persistence. Our admiration is short-lived. Out of nowhere an eagle swoops from the sky and plucks the rabbit from the grasp of the secretary bird.
Ever since our first visit to Kenya in 2005 we’d fallen in love with the continent and had longed to return. For four years we’d played our Africa CDs daily and viewed our photos longingly, anticipating the day we would return. Back in 2009 we had our chance…
Each morning we bounded out of our beds and into the wilderness, eager and hopeful of what the day would bring. We owe much of our success to the fantastic guides and staff of the Kicheche Bush Camp, Mara Safari Club and David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust, who we cannot praise enough and to whom we long to return.
It is through our experiences and time in Kenya that we tell, and re-live, our memories of this amazing continent, and above all, of the Maasai Mara.