June was an eventful month for me. It began with the trip to Menengai crater being cancelled- disappointing since I had not gone camping in a while. Oh well. Then I held my 3rd hair event of the year 🙂 (highlights here). The attendance was low but those who came were supportive. The rest of the month was average until one of the scariest events in my life happened.
Yep, I’ve been writing and sharing stories on here for 3 years now. 3 years of travel which began with my visit to South Africa then morphed into exploring my own country. During this time I have paid for countable trips- a good number of my travels have been free. Don’t ask me how. God is awesome. 🙂
World Wetlands Day is marked on Feb 2nd every year to highlight the importance of wetlands. They provide habitats & nesting grounds for birds and other wildlife, are a natural waste purifier and affect rainfall patterns. This year I’m recounting my January 2019 Waterfowl Census experience.
When in the Kinangop Highlands in September last year, we saw Mt. Eburu at a distance from a vantage point. I wondered if maybe I could hike it one day and what do you know, Nature Kenya organised a hike to that same mountain in December. Read on to catch up on my experience there.
Birthdays are supposed to be times of celebration, right? But not so much for me. 2018 has been quite the year. Some of the most savage and some of the most amazing things have happened to me all in the same year. I’m yet to recover from some of the nasty experiences while simultaneously celebrating the good ones, so I’m in a mixed feelings type of space. Was listening to a certain preacher who said “…when every birthday is just a reminder of all the things you haven’t accomplished yet…” and I felt that. Yet looking back at the year I’ve achieved many things I’ve never imagined doing…
Mount Kilimambogo. I see it every day from my bedroom window. We have an epic view from our estate gate as well. I had been fascinated by it for a long time since we moved here. It had been my intention to go there this year- first by April, then by August. Finally got to do it in October.
Travel, just like birding, is addictive. Once you love it you’ll never go back. And so after realising that I hadn’t taken a trip the whole of August, I resolved to do so in September. That’s how I ended up going for my first Nature Kenya Youth Committee trip to Kinangop Highlands.
I can’t believe I’ve been to Magadi twice this year. The place is so fascinating to me. It’s wild and looks like somewhere on another planet. I don’t know how animals and plants thrive there. My first experience in January involved the drama of walking barefoot through muddy pools and on sharp pebbles. The second visit in July had drama also, but of a different kind.
In January this year I’d really wanted to go for the Waterfowl Census at Lake Ol Bolosat, Nyahururu. I had even been selected. But I let the chance go because I was swamped with assignments for an interview. I felt bad missing the trip but I was tired of being broke- hopefully I would finally get a good writing job. And I did. Not the one I was being interviewed for, but another one ( https://www.zedamagazine.com/author/michelle-ajema/). I was determined to go for the July census despite the cold. Read on to find out how it went…
Before this trip, the last time I went camping with Nature Kenya is December 2016 when we went to Samburu. This is mostly due to 2017 being the year I was at my lowest- financially. My travel diary was dry. But thank God I’m not broke now. 🙂 During the Madaraka Day long weekend, I joined fellow travel junkies on a trip to Chyulu Hills.