A gentle breeze comes up the hill where Beho Beho camp is situated and as we glare out across the plains in front of camp, the smell of wet soil and the sound of the African rain welcome us over the hills with its approach.
The journeys of Masaai giraffe, inter-mixed with Wildebeest, Plains Zebra, Eland and impala have been a regular sighting on the plains, with mischievous Yellow Baboon troops scrambling up trees and creating their own jungle gyms from the branches as they practise their antics.
The roads are dotted with fast moving Little Brown Jobs, a.k.a LBJ’s, the likes of Fisher’s Sparrow Lark, Dessert Cisticola’s and Flappet Larks competing with wing flapping calls and African Pipits, all the non-descript birds, typical of the grassy plains. But the attractive bee-eaters in hues of orange, red, blue and green and Lilac breasted Rollers, with their sapphire blue wings and lilac breasts grace the area with a menagerie of colour.
The days have been warm, and the evening comfortable with the starry African sky, hosted by the calls of lion, hippo, African Scops Owlet and eerie laughter of the Spotted Hyaena clans.