The drive to the Mara is a headache. Well, quite literally for me it was a backache. The road was a truly bumpy ride, as Mohombi sings. He should have used the Mara road in his music video. Anyway, back to the main story…..Elephant Pepper Camp. The drive from Nairobi till EPC took around five hours. We got a bit lost along the way, but as they say, that is part of the adventure or as my mum says, “Kupotea ndio Kujua Njia” (Getting lost is how to know the way.

Gazzelles at the bottom of the hill - Mara Serena
The camp is literally camouflaged. This a true semi-permanent tented camp such that if they were told to pack and go, it would take them around two weeks to leave but within two months you would not be able to tell that they were there. Side note, as I am writing this in my tent, a lion is roaring outside. It’s pretty awesome if you think about the fact that the whole camp is unfenced. I just might walk out and say good evening to the king of the jungle.
Back to the main story again, the camp is managed by Callum and Sophie, who are married and have a little girl named Saia. It’s a family affair for these guys, although Saia is just over one year old. What I like immensely about the camp is that it took me out of my comfort zone as we had supper with all the guests along a long table, so you definitely have to speak to the person right next to you. Side, side note, the lion is really roaring now….exciting!
Back to the main story, I got to talk to a lot of interesting people. Firstly, I sat next to a nice Indian lady named Sanja. She told me how she fell in love with Kenya when she came on holiday with her husband 10 years ago. They have been coming back almost yearly except when for six years they did not come because they were raising their son. Her love and passion for Kenya is right there, you feel it in the emotion in her words. What I loved about her is that she is using Kenya to learn new methods in tourism that are working here that can be applied back in their home country. Sitting around the campfire before and after dinner, you really get to learn and hear stories from the different characters on the table and there is nothing quite like it.
Side, side, side note: Mara actually means spotted. This came about as the landscape is generally flat plains with a number of trees here and there that makes the area look spotted. Elephant pepper is named so after the Ugandensis tree which is around the camp that tastes…..drum roll…..peppery and that the elephants love to eat. It kills the bacteria in their tummies, leading me to call it the elephants’ eno.
To be quite honest, I did not really like Mara Serena Safari Lodge…it just did not rub off well with me. That is not to say that it is not a good place to stay…but it just did not have the “je ne sais quoi” that made me feel at home.
There was one waiter however who made me feel at home, although I did not catch his name. I will not forget him. There was also another memorable waiter. He made me laugh because of the simple fact that his accent changed depending on which group of international tourists he was talking to. I found it quite amusing but somehow, I felt the guests were impressed. I sort of got the feeling that they appreciated hearing someone who spoke as they did.
Now, something that I cannot fault Mara Serena for is for the animals that are on their leased land. I got thoroughly impressed by the topis, gazelles and zebras. We even got to see a harem of gazelles, consisting of one dominant male and we counted over eighty females. I sort of felt like those girls needed a pep talk…they needed to be liberated, but oh well, emancipation it seems belongs only to the human female species. The scene made me love that I was born and raised in a situation where I know I can make it on my own.
Il keliani camp has a lovely view of the Talek river. We were informed by Charles, the manager, that when the migration of the wildebeests starts, they have a lovely view of the creatures. I was quite happy when Chris said that I could take a breather and read my novel as I watched the river as he went through the pre-audit process with Charles. The most interesting thing so far is that we have not spotted a single leopard. We should move away from the mind sight of the big five oriented game drives but at this point, well…I think my goal is to have left having seen a leopard. Let’s wait and see what the day brings. Later that day, it was my turn to do the heavy lifting when Chris left me to do to the pre-audit of Entim camp all by myself, stepping in here and there, when he was not yawning to ask a few questions. Entim is the sister camp to Il Keliani. It had started out as a mobile camp but now they were moving to become permanent. It was quite interesting being introduced to the concept of mobile camps. We went through the pre-audit process with David, who later on went out of his way to help Chris who happened to leave his mobile phone at the camp. David ended up making sure that Chris got his phone back, which Chris was very grateful for.
The following morning, then on a Monday (Yes people, I did not have a weekend…oh the horror! Lol), found us at doing audits on Governors’ camp and Little Governors Camp. What I found unique about these facilities was that they are more old style hospitality establishments. That is not to say that I did not have immense fun there. I especially loved the fact that to get to Little Governors, one has to cross the Mara river on a pull boat (so exciting), that is to mean that the boat is attached to a sturdy line and pulled from one end to the other. The other thing that impressed me, apart from the note on my bed at the end of the long day telling me to enjoy being lulled to sleep by the Mara hippos was the wild life. In the morning when I woke up, there were two birds outside my room having a calling match. To say the least, I got in on the action and joined the festivities, although I think they quite ignored my calls, it was loads of fun that set my morning right with a smile on my face.
Kenya is now in the long rain season and Mara sure did not disappoint. The night that we spent in Governors camp was accompanied by the heaviest rain you could ever imagine. I was quite glad when I found a hot water bottle in my bed and an extra blanket. Although the rain came down outside, I was warm and cozy within my tent.
The following morning, Tuesday, would be our last audit day in the Mara. We went to Kilima camp, another camp that had started off mobile but was now moving in the permanent direction. Kilima has an outstanding view of the Mara “valley” as it is located up a hill. However, due to the cold weather, we did not quite get to enjoy the scenery. On our last night, as I was in my tent, all I kept hearing was a lion roaring. Not the big I-am-the-king-of-the-jungle roar but another deep one that at first had me a bit anxious. At one point I heard to keep telling myself that I had to calm down, it would not get me, but when I finally fell asleep, I was totally gone.
Wednesday morning was a joy to me. I was going back to Nairobi! It’s not that I did not enjoy the audits, I did but I had missed my people back home, and I was glad to get going. I arrived home at around 3:30pm, tired, but happy. The Mara had been amazing.
Wanjiru Kamwende
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