Beho Beho has closed for a month of renovations, some maintenance here and there, but doesn’t leave out the excitement around camp. Karin and I sat down for lunch with the final guests at Beho Beho, before we closed for Novembers work list, and as we had just finished our final mouthfuls of some fantastic desert, absolute chaos erupted below in the Riverine valley. Dust enveloping the tree canopy, zebra alarm calls, followed by an eerie, goose bump chilling whaling scream, from what sounded like a zebra being caught by some lions, but nothing insight.
The sudden rush of wildebeest, zebra and buffalo running from the valley to the plateau in front of camp, all stampeding as if there was no tomorrow, a good and clear indicator that something was lurking or had just killed in the Msini valley below.
The forest went that deathly silent, not even a chirp from the birds, no movement and no sign of movement from the Riverine forest.
The following day the work continued as we all got together to remove the roof at the pool, and as we sat like monkeys, pulling away at the makuti (palm leaves used similar to thatch), a herd of buffalo came bellowing and rushing up from the Msini River, followed by two lionesses. The buffalo regrouped and turned, the black wall of 800 – 900kg beasts standing shoulder to shoulder, began their advance back at the lionesses, a demonstration of how tides can turn, lionesses obviously not risking the advancing wall, made a hasty retreat back towards the Msini river.
So even though maintenance continues, excitement is still very much alive.