Stories

For days clouds had collected – white puffs smattering the sky, some congregating around the peak of Mt. Kenya in the distance and piling high into thunderheads that might be delivering much-needed rains in far off territories. While the clouds...

“That’s nature, Jen. It’s supposed to happen that way sometimes.” These words from my father still echo in my mind, as I heard them many times. While playing outside, I would find an injured mouse, a baby bird fallen from its nest, a barely...

What would it be like to smell with your hand? Or to manipulate and interact and bring food to your mouth with your nose? Well, were elephants to ponder like humans, perhaps they would marvel at the strangeness of prehensile thumbs and extended...

With my time at Save the Elephants drawing to a close, I can only thank everyone who has made my experience better than I could ever have possibly imagined. It has been a privilege to work amongst such dedicated people and to witness the efforts on...

Here in Samburu, we had the pleasure of hosting a few members of the Nairobi community outreach and education team in camp for the last week who are visiting primary schools in the area as part of Save the Elephants’ community outreach programs....

The March tropical sun was brutal and the dust storms would not let our eyes rest, but it was the day and the mission had to be accomplished. The Nasuulu Community Conservancy headquarters in Samburu, would be the venue for the handing over of...

We left Wendy, her grandson, and the rest of the Poetics at the base of Gir Gir, a large flat-topped escarpment near the eastern border of Samburu yesterday evening, bathed in golden light and our concern. I'd hoped that action would be swift to...

On March 3rd a plume of dark smoke curled over Nairobi National Park in Kenya. A funeral pyre of 15 tonnes of elephant tusks had been erected and set alight on a day that was at once tragic and full of hope. Kenya's latest ivory burn comes at the...

Red dusty thermals churning skyward and roasting temperatures have been the mainstays of the last week here in Samburu. As temperatures have climbed steadily throughout much of February, the water that briefly filled the Ewaso just weeks ago has...

“We’ve got a pooper! Poop! Matisse is pooping!” “Awww yeah! Excellent! Thanks Matisse!”...resounding cheers all around as we drive over to collect our prize. These days I seldom remember to step back and realize what an odd exchange...