Pitter Panthera of tiny paws

Just when you thought the surfeit of spots had reached its Zenith, Mara Camp has had its not inconsiderable say.

Protection Racket

Last week one of Kicheche’s favorite son’s witnessed a remarkable act of bravery from one of the Mara’s favorite daughters.

‘La La’ Land

The Mara is in the middle of a sunny dry season. This makes for remarkable early predator viewing but later on these felines become catatonic.

Cut to the chase

Sometimes people just don’t deserve it. Paul Hancock rolls into camp, a Kicheche virgin, with just one callow afternoon game drive under his not inconsiderable belt.

Spots of the year

As many stagger tenderly into a new year, a baker’s dozen of Kicheche vehicles left their grassy blocks on New Year’s day, their engines purring over black cotton corrugations.

Heaven Eleven

Nine friends decide, for the third year in a row, to safari in November at Bush Camp. It is low season, a dreadful time of year and there is no game.

Rain on the parade

Misguided guidebooks constantly crap on about ‘the best time for wildlife is in the dry season when predators concentrate around water etc….blah’.

S.A.F.E travels

In a break with 15 years of ‘Spot’ tradition, today’s issue does not deal with animals. The custodians of the Mara are Masai.

Sunset Strips

The words ‘Africa’ and ‘sunset’ are coupled almost unconsciously, yet the Mara’s dusks are unlike any other. These biblical skies are impossible to predict, frequently appearing when all hope is lost after banks of grey cloud have scudded along the distant escarpments.

High Society

Life at 2000 metres produces ‘rare’ sights but only a rare guide such as Andrew Obaga can find, then record them with such élan.