Walking round the camp
One of the birds in the bath was throwing water everywhere; this was an attempt to catch the shot.
This guy has a wound on his left eye.
Here you can see the wound on his eye
Buffalo wallowing in front of the tents; but they are mean animals.
This elephant almost has it's rear end in the tent next to ours. The guards wanted us to move away!
Pair of sea-eagles fairly early in the day.
Hyena on a morning stroll
Balloons over the Mara
Female taking the early morning sun; I then got a series of shots when she caught a small warthog.
Susi & I were with a driver, he saw the lioness go after the young warthog, so we followed in the 4x4. She has just caught it.
The young pig was still alive and she got a shock when she put it down and it turned on her.
The lioness is blind in one eye. The young pig is still alive, but not for much longer.
Choosing a different place to eat the kill; by now two other females were moving in and some jackals had spotted what was going on.
The pig is just about dead, but it was still squealing.
I think we can say the pig is dead now.
Jonathan Truss, resident artist and all round "good chap"
Clive, organiser of the whole event; obviously a vegetarian who doesn't eat dessert.
Mexican stand-off; zebra and wildebeest waiting at the crossing, no-one wants to go first and even these three vultures manage to spook them all. But then, they're not a good omen.
What everyone wants to see, a "crossing". Not as many wildebeest as some of the main events, but then you can sit there all day and get nothing, so I'll take this one.
"You go first", "No, after you Old Chap" Nobody wants to risk the crocs in the water.
Jonathan Scott; waiting at the crossing can be tiresome.
Black rhino; boy were we lucky.
"Go ahead; make my day".
Patrick, our guide and all round fount of knowledge on the 10km walk; he also likes crumbling animal dung between his fingers all the time. We didn't let him serve the toast at breakfast.
Harrison, our Masai guide on the walk, very colourful. Traditional.
Patrick was a little concerned; he was leading the 5 of us through the gap between two buffalo herds, both of them had seen us and were watching. Interesting!
Breakfast table at the end of the walk. We were on the vehicle at 6, started the walk at 7.15 and finished at 11.00, and all with nothing to eat. The bacon and eggs here was fantastic. Out in the 'bundu', then an hour drive back to camp.
Just near the end of the runway at the dirt strip for the small aircraft - a hippo pool.
Warren, camera man from 'Big Cat Diary'.
Joseph, our bar-man who seemed to know what I wanted before I asked.
Some of the group as we wait to leave
The little elephants at the Orphanage being brought in by their keepers.
Thinks he's clever because he can blow sand over his back
Some of them like the contact with people
Hey! Gim'me the milk!
Although all the elephants are young, some are a couple of years old.
Some look quite sad, they have been traumatised by the deaths of their mothers, usually by poachers.
He's a little cutie; and he has learnt how to do the ear-wag stuff.
The little one's were not so clever with their trunks.
All that sand-blowing stuff.
Looks a little sad.
This one loved it when the keeper threw mud in his face with a shovel.