Saturday, December 18, 2010

Arrival in Nairobi, Kenya on Friday 12 November 2010














Wow!  Here I am in Kenya at long last after thirty hours of flying and sitting around in airport lounges.  I feel very tired but elated all at once.










Back in Africa after nearly 27 years away.  My head was so fuzzy from exhaustion in the arrival lounge that I hardly can write up the arrival and visa forms.

But I move through the Customs and Immigration desks without too many hassles, to see Ray's happy, white smiling face looking strangely out of place amongst so many dark faces!  I was so relieved to see him again.

The gates to our compound





The drive back from the airport to our apartment is typical as many others: chaotic traffic moving every which way, and me sitting in the back seat numbed by tiredness and excited by the new scenes.  It seems the drivers here don't take heed the traffic lights and drive through red ones anyways. It's sort of a free-for-all affair, when you drive on the roads.

We arrived at our gated compound, complete with our smiling security guard, Benedict.

My new home is on the second floor and is a two bedroomed, two bathroomed apartment with kitchen, dining and lounge facilities. We also have a little laundry at the side.  Our apartment is one of 43 apartments in a big block.  It's very comfortable compared to some!

Well, I had better get to bed for some shut eye!  It's been such an exciting day - arriving in a new city and country, seeing Ray for the first time in months - all too much!!




Swimming pool at our complex

First Week in Nairobi and first Impressions - 12 to 19 November 2010

Friday 17 November 2010 


Some Facts about Nairobi:



  • Nairobi is the capital and the largest city in Kenya.
  • It's name comes from the Masai word meaning "the place of cool waters".
  • It is popularly known as the "Green City in the Sun"
  • Founded in 1899, as a simply rail depot on the railway linking between Mombasa and Kampala in Uganda.
  • The town quickly grew to become the capital of British East Africa in 1907 and eventually the capital of the free Kenyan republic in 1963.
  • During Kenya's colonial period, the city became a centre for the colony's coffee, tea and sisal industry.
  • Nairobi lies on the Nairobi River, and has an elevation of 1,795 metres asl.
  • Nairobi's population is approximately 3 million people and growing rapidly.  Emigrants come into Nairobi seeking employment not only from other parts of Kenya but also from other parts of Africa - Somalians, Sudanese, Ugandans, Tanzanians and Rwandans to name but a few.
  • Nairobi is located adjacent to the Great Rift Valley and as a result, minor earthquakes and tremors occasionally occur.
  • Nairobi's climate is recorded as subtropical highland climate.  It's high altitude makes for chilly evenings throughout the mid-winter period - June/July - the nightly temperature can drop to 10 degrees celsius. 
  • Nairobi's warmest, sunniest and driest period occurs from December through to March, when temperatures average the mid to late twenties.
  • There are two rainy season - the "short rains" from October to December and the "long rains" from March to June.  The rainfall is generally very moderate.
  • As Nairobi is situated close to the Equator, the differences between the seasons are minimal.

My first week has been spent walking around the place and exploring, sleeping, and sleeping some more!!  It seems every time I sit down I go to sleep.  And I've been experiencing some very vivid dreams.  Must be the high altitude.
The road and footpath outside
our compound
An insight to what's been happening this week.  Our small, serviced apartment comes with a household helper, Emily who told me that she has a husband who's unemployed and two small school aged children and earns 5,000 shillings per month which is equivalent to NZ $84.65 or USA $62.31 per month.  With this amount she has to provide for her family : clothes, food, transport, school fees etc.
Luckily, her husband is to start a new job in the New Year but his salary will be approximately the same amount.  All poorer Kenyan parents wish their children to work hard at their academic studies in order for them to gain a scholarship to attend university - to them a good education means a good job for their children and an escape to their poverty.

There's no social welfare system in Kenya as we have in New Zealand and therefore if a person is unemployed for a long period of time they starve.  They either become beggars or are at the mercy of their families to help.  Most days when I walk to join Ray for lunch I am approached by beggars asking for money for food.  Every day I give donations to the disabled beggars who are disadvantaged.  All too often I am approached by young children requesting money for food, clothing or their education.

By and large, people are friendly as you walk around, usually acknowledging you with a smile or wave and the expression "Jambo" - hello.  I've heard some comments that the average person in the street, who earns a pittance, has been "abandoned" by their politicians - successive number of politicians to be precise.  Descriptions like self serving, nepotist and power corrupters are appropriate to some of them.  What's obvious on the roads are a lot of Mercedes Benzs, BMWs, and other luxury cars!  Plus many, many, many old bangers in disrepair!            


Ray looking impatient 
The roads around our compound - and city wide - are mostly dirt, bumpy and potholed - road maintenance, and other vital infrastructure services seem to have been neglected for years.  The footpaths are almost non-existent.  Sometimes, as you are walking along, a car will mount the footpath in order to drive on a smoother surface than the road, hence you always have to be vigilant for a random car to be heading in your direction!  

The weather hasn't been as warm as I'd expected it to be, considering Nairobi is on the Equator. - Nairobi is positioned above 1795 metres asl which cools down the temperatures and can make you breathless if you move too strenuously.   It's a very dry climate and it's interesting to note that I haven't had any aching joints since I've been here - Auckland's humidity has a lot to answer to!!  The midday temperatures this week have been around 23 degrees C and definitely jacket-wearing gear if you venture out in the evening.   I'm told this period is the end of the "small rains" and every second day or so we have heavy rains - mostly at night.  The dirt footpaths become mud footpaths which makes it difficult to walk along.  From now until March there'll be dry, hot days when the "big rains" begin...



Open drains near our house filled with rubbish!















Most days I've been meeting Ray for lunch at a local cafe situated in a modern shopping mall, ten minutes walk from the apartment building.  The food here has been very good : lots of fresh green vegies and fruit which I love - mangoes, paw paws, pineapples etc.  I've had a little bit of an upset tummy so far but nothing too serious.  Someone has suggested putting a couple of drops of bleach in the water when you wash the lettuce, so I'll have to try that!

This weekend we are venturing down to a place called Naivasha whch is situated in part of the Rift Valley with Emmanuel and Alexandria, workmates of Ray's.  Really looking forward to it as I'm keen to explore some of the countryside.

Trip to Lake Naivasha - Weekend of 21 and 22 November 2010

Saturday 21 November 2010    

We were very fortunate to be invited to travel with Emmanuel (Ray's French workmate) and Alexandra (Emmanuel's Cuban wife) to Naivasha Lake which is situated north west of Nairobi.  We left our apartment complex 9am on what was meant to be a 90 minute drive to our destination - however it took considerably longer.  Poor Emmanuel was driving - as it must have been quite a nerve wrecking experience for him!  The main road stretches north west out of Nairobi is the A104, Nairobi - Naivasha Highway but it's not at all what we would expect from a main route as its surface varies from paved to bumpy to gravelly to potholed!  I think most of the Kenyan drivers on the road must have won their licences in a lotto draw - the drive was fairly hair raising.  Drivers always overtake on blind corners, drive on the wrong side of the road and try to squeeze in to the traffic flow and very often there's three cars straddling across the road.

Along the side of the road there are many villages dotted with very small shacks - no bigger than a good sized garden shed - made up of corrugated iron and sticks.  Some of them are businesses and others are homes.  Random goats, dogs, and chickens walk around freely, finding food in the dust....  People, although poor, always seem to smile and wave.

Viewpoint from Nairobi - Naivasha Roads at Rift Valley

View from Nairobi - Naivasha Road
looking down on Rift Valley in the background




Zebra crossing




It's very strange as when we left Nairobi we were at 1795 metres asl, drove down an "escarpment" and arrived at Lake Naivasha which sits at 1950 metres asl.  How can you leave an area, descend into another area which is higher than the area you've just left?


Half way through our trip we came across a viewing area where we took photos of the spectacular scene which spread down in front of us.

In the background and to the right in the photo is Mt Longonot, famously named by the locals as "mountain of many spurs".  It is a dormant volcano which last erupted in the 1860s.  Many ex-pats and tourists climb it, but its a very steep climb and you have to be fit to complete.  It's highest peak reaches 2780 metres asl.

The vegetation here was still very lush and green as you can see from the photo left above.  In the foreground of this photo there are very fertile pasture lands, pictured below that is the semi-arid Rift Valley plains where cereals are grown as a commercial crop.  Kenyans grow maize and develop the maize flour into "ugali", their staple diet which is similar to a porridge consistency, and also similar to what South Africans eat (sudsa) and Malawians (inchema)!


Maasai people
Tourist shop en route to Naivasha Lake


There's always a trader out there to entice the tourists to buy and we bought a couple of items from the store here.  Of course, we are meant to "negotiate and haggle" the prices down but when you realise what their daily income is, it's hard to beat them down too low.  There's beautiful beadwork, leather and wooden goods, and soap stone ornaments.

Masai tribesmen



Much has been written about the enigmatic Maasai, the semi nomadic tribe of pastorialists and herdsmen who live in the Rift Valley.  These people have lived for many years in their traditional and customary lifestyle, in highly organised units with clearly defined and designated roles.  


But now, with weather unpredictability hindering crop growth and other constraints, their usual standard of living has been compromised.  Many have left their rural Rift Valley homes to seek employment in the cities.



























Lake Naivasha, Green Crater Lake and surroundings


View of Naivasha Crater Lake 

We arrived at Lake Naivasha just before lunchtime and booked into the Fisherman's Camp.  There were many accommodation lodges and camps around the lakeshore for us to choose from.  After lunch, we decided to explore the Lake Naivasha crater called the Green Crater Lake - it's local name is Lake Sonachi.  As we walked up to a rocky, craggy summit to see the Green Crater Lake, Ray found some Obsidian - black mountain glass and remnants of the volcanic activity in this area.  It took us about an hour to walk around its circumference and observed colobus monkeys, flocks of flamingos and varieties of different birds.

Lake Naivasha is a freshwater lake and the second largest and highest lake in the Great Rift Valley area.  The name Naivasha means "rough waters" because, in an instant, the calm waters can turn into a rough storm!  At its deepest part the lake measures 30m - 100 ft.

Visitors have a choice of numerous game reserve sanctuaries to visit and I was told that the Lake itself accommodates some 4000 different species of birdlife - hence, we saw groups of ornithologists walking around with their camera and huge zoom lenses hanging around their necks.  Flowers are grown commercially around the lakeshore and flown overnight to European countries twice weekly. I've heard that there's concern because of the use of unregulated lake water for irrigation which is reducing the lake level   Fishing is a source of employment and income for the local population.  Papyrus grow around the edge of the lakeshore.


Flamingos in Lake Naivasha

After WW1, this part of Kenya was the focus of re-settlement of young, upper-class British officers to establish farms - the fertile soils and a stable labour force was a huge attraction to these young colonists.  And between 1937 and 1950 planes would fly into Lake Naivasha bringing tourists and more English settlers to this area and to far away Nairobi.  The immigrants must have considered themselves very lucky to land in such a beautiful place!













Elsamere homestead on the Naivasha Lakeshore - the former home of Joy Adamson



Elsamere Homestead, formerly
Joy Adamson's home
We then visited Elsamere homestead, formerly the home of Joy Adamson of the film "Born Free" fame, which is now run by a Trust.  Elsamere lies on the south-western shore of Lake Naivasha, in very pretty landscaped gardens surrounded by a fever tree forest.  The house is maintained as a museum with all its original furnishings intact, including many of Joy Adamson's own paintings.  Accommodation is also offered and visitors can sit out on the manicured lawn, admire the beautiful gardens and "take" tea and scones. All very civilised, and you can imagine Joy Adamson entertaining visitors in this way.  There are signs cautioning people not to venture too close to the water's edge in the evenings as hippos do not like company in  the evenings when they are eating!


A cautionary sign

After walking and exploring as much of the Lake as possible during the day we returned to Fisherman's Camp in the early evening with Emmanuel and Alexandria  for a much needed refuel of food and liquids.  We stayed in a two bedroomed, rustic cabin, which provided us with ample rest for the night.  This was the night that the ABs played Ireland so it became an imperative task for the evening to find a TV which had Sky.  The evening air was quite chilly and the warmest place to be was in bed.  Ray heard the hippos snorting and grunting during the evening and at dawn, but I was sleeping so soundly that I didn't hear a thing except when I was woken in the morning by the sound of feet pattering on the roof, which I expect were monkeys playing.

We've also been trying to find out what's been happening with the miners in NZ.  It doesn't look good....

Sunday 22 November 2010


We were up very early, breakfasted, and on the road by 9.30am.  

Ray has been trying to find out updates on the 29 miners who have been missing in a West Coast coalmine for three days now.  The news doesn't sound very positive!

Today we've decided to visit Crescent Island Wildlife Sanctuary where visitors can walk around with a guide and share the habitat with the wildlife.  Back out again on to the very dusty, bumpy potholed road, and driving in first and second gear.  Poor Emmanuel's car - I hope She can make it without too much damage!  

Crescent Island Wildlife Sanctuary - formerly English settlers farm




Old dog sleeping on porch of
Crescent Island farmhouse.  Hippo
skull in the background






Beautiful bourgainvillia in original
farmhouse at Crescent Island

We drove through lush vegetation to the original farmhouse to buy entrance tickets for the walk in the Sanctuary.  This Island, a penninsula, used to be cut off from the mainland and could only be accessed by boat or plane.  The British built a causeway to enable road transport - we saw a disused polo field as we drove along - a poignant reminder of the sort of lifestyle these white kenyans lived years ago.  In 1988, when the Lake Naivasha water level dropped sufficiently to allow Crescent Island to become part of the mainland, the Crescent Island Wildlife Sanctuary was created and developed.  The English woman whose family operate this business said she had lived in this area since the early-70s and her family had grown up here, except for their schooling and university period back in the UK . She told us that when she first arrived here, this area housed  english families - a thriving farming community.  Many of these farms have now been bought up by Kenyan landlords.  This farm was originally settled and farmed in 1916 by a British settler who developed it as a potato farm.  His family owned it for a few generations and sold it on to the family who operate it now - it is now owned by a Kenyan businessman who has rented it back to the family who originally owned it to run as a viable business.  There are still many white Kenyan farmers in this area who have lived here for five or so generations. They appear to be quite english in their manner but I doubt if they could ever settle permanently back in the UK!



Typical landscape on our walk in Crescent
Island Wildlife Sanctuary  
We began our walk around the Sanctuary - will take us about two hours out to the tip of the Penninsula and return - and am immediately struck by the semi-arid, brown landscape.  It is truly Savannah countryside with Thorny Acacia trees dotted around.  The brown Kikuya grass - the same grass we have at home - crunch beneath our feet as we walk.  Many of the film shots in "Out of Africa" were filmed on this farm and it is thought that Robert Redford left all the imported animals used in the film, behind.   The animals are non-predatory and we've been reassured our walk will be perfectly safe!! 





Giraffes eating while I keep my distance




These giraffes were not the least bit interested in me but I didn't want to tempt fate by getting too close.  These graceful animals can administer a fatal kick with their powerful legs if provoked!



Python trail








Decomposed python carcass 
partially eaten by a hyeana



We were told that we might encounter some slithery, giant pythons and luckily for us, we didn't!  They are harmless but creepy.  Emmanuel kept teasing Alexandria as we were walking along about snakes hanging out of trees which made her very jumpy.  In this photo you can see where a large python has been slithered.  Not a bad size!   Our guide very proudly showed us this horrible sight!  A decomposed carcass of a python killed by a horde of hyenas.   We quickly moved on!



Wildebeest nonchalantly eating








Raymond, Gabrielle, Emmanuel and Alexandria outside
Connelly's cafe, Lake Naivasha













































As I've said before, some very wealthy white and black Kenyans live in this area, so there are an abundance of wonderful cafes and eating places.  We were directed to a local cafe, called Connellys, along the lakeshore which is frequented by many Kenyans.  A delicious lunch!











Sunday, September 12, 2010

Trek to Ngong Hills, Ngong, Kenya on Sunday 12 December 2010

Sunday 12 December 2010 - Trek to Ngong Hills


A view of the Ngong Hills - the four distinctive hill peaks resembling
knuckles of a hand.
Ray and I woke on this sunny Sunday morning, feeling very energetic, keen and eager to explore something new!  We decided to walk up to the Ngong Hills which I'd be told would be a picturesque walk.  I certainly didn't want to hang around in the apartment, wasting precious time. We ordered our cab and within half an hour we had arrived at our destination, Ngong township, weaving our way through the many poor villages avoiding livestock and chickens on the road, pedestrians walking with their worldly belongings on the heads, cyclists on bikes carrying household food or appliances and of course the many, many potholes. Our driver, Seth, said that we had to employ two guides to accompany us up the Hills as there have been unpleasant incidences such as attacks on tourists up there in the past.  We would've preferred to walk it by ourselves, but thought we'd obey our instructions.    


The Ngong township itself is a bustling and thriving hub, full of local markets, shops, many churches of all denominations, a few mosques (not many muslims live in this part of Kenya), and small, ramshackle, dilapidated  homes - the poorer ones are constructed from a combination of plaster, mud and straw for their exterior walls and sticks for their rooves and the more prosperous ones are constructed of bricks for their exterior walls and corrugated iron for their rooves -  they come in all shapes and sizes and repair or disrepair! 


We could see, from the distance, the four distinctive summits which resemble the knuckles of a giant whose fate is the subject of several Masai legends and myths.   We were to begin our trek at an altitude of 1,961 metres asl, which is the altitude of Ngong township, and walk to the highest summit of 2,460 metres asl.


Karen von Blitzen's house at the foot of the Ngong Hills
Just to focus a little on the history of this place.  During the British colonial rule, the area around the Ngong Hills was a popular and major settler farming region - because of its rich and fertile soil - and many beautiful, colonial houses can still be seen in this area.  Karen von Blitzen under her non de plume Isak Dinesen, wrote  the famous book "Out of Africa" and she had her house in this region, which is now called Karen.  Some of the colonial homes, however, were built in the tudor style and looked incongruous and foreign.  It must have been a delight for some of these settlers to be able to grow almost anything type of flower.  They say the soil is so fertile that you can put in a stick and it will grow!!
Self explanatory!


From her house, there's a landscape view of the Ngong Hills.    


Anyway, now back to our trek.  We arrived at the Kenyan Wildlife Ngong Station and left Seth to order our two guides at the office.  Ray and I were enjoying the surroundings when two military guys turned up dressed in army fatigues and armed with rifles.  They were our guides for the afternoon.  I wanted to take a photo but they refused saying they weren't allowed and that was that!   


They told us that, as part of their prerequisite training as guides for the Kenyan Wild Life Service, they had to camp out in the remote bush area for eight days, carrying a twenty kgs pack, cooking their own food and with no contact from anyone. During this time, they walked ten kilometres per day - no mean feat with a twenty kgs pack on your back!  Anyway, these guides were very fit and although we were huffing and puffing, they were walking along at a leisurely pace, waiting for us intermittently.   Apparently,  Kenyan athletic teams train by running up these Hills daily in one hour, 45 minutes. Also, if climbers are anticipating climbing Mts Kenya or Kilamanjaro they quite often use these Hills are their pre-training exercise.


Some days they have accompanied trekkers up to the Hills twice or three times per day, averaging three hours per trip, depending on the client's fitness.  Their fee was K Sh 1,500 per guide, totalling K Sh 3,000 for the two of them.  To be sure, our guides probably wouldn't receive anything like this amount for our trek - probably within the region of K Sh 400 or 500 per trip.  Most of our fee would go straight back into the Kenyan Wild Life Service, after deducting the guides' wages, admin costs etc. I have heard that the Kenyan Wild Life Service is mostly financed through tourists' fees.  They also told us that some trekkers only reach the first peak, before retreating down the hill again.     


As is often the case when trekking in high altitudes, our fast-paced start to the walk soon slowed down to a slower pace.  Our hearts were pumping, thumping and jumping out of our chests.  The summit of each peak was very steep and strenuous but we made it!  Peak after blessed peak - I thought it would never end!  A couple of the peaks were so steep that we had to hold the bush stems, branches and roots to pull ourselves up.  The guides told us they thought we'd take four hours to trek to the end (because we were old!!?), but we completed it in two and a half hours.  The actual distance was around eight kilometres up and down the four steep peaks. 



We started our ascent on the northern end of the Hills where there were twenty or so wind turbines, and finished at the southern end at a place called "Kona Baridi", meaning cold corner.  The trek itself covers the crest of the ridge and there were sheer drops either side in some parts.  

Looking eastward towards Nairobi National Park game reserve and
Nairobi City in the background



View looking down towards the eastward side of the Hills in the foreground lies the valley of green Nairobi National Park game reserve, silhouetted by Nairobi City in the background.  This side has luscious vegetation, and is very fertile farming land. 




















Looking westwards over the Great Rift Valley, Loita Hills
and Tanzania in the background






View looking westwards towards Great Rift Valley, Loita Hills and Tanzania. The Hills fall sharply 1,000 metres to the Rift Valley where the nomadic Masai villages have been developed over the centuries. The Masai tribes have walked this area taking their cattle along, from here and into Tanzania, in search of new camping areas to settle.  Spectacular sunsets can be seen over this area.  






Masai sheep and goats - Ray felt very nostalgic
looking at the sheep!







These Hills are part of Masai land and many tribesmen can be seen shepherding their livestock over the rolling grassy slopes and dotted shrubbery in order to provide food for their animals.  The plains of the Great Rift Valley are semi-arid desert and during the dry season (November to April) or in drought the livestock are bought up to greener pastures to feed.  Apparently, goats and sheep look very similar but the difference is that the goats have their tails pointing upwards and sheep have their tails pointing downwards!

Here we are at the highest point of the Hills and I'd just commented
that we should call for a helicopter to be transported down











In this photo over, we were at the 
highest vantage point of the Hills - 2,460 metres asl.  Far off in the distance are the Loita Hills and Tanzania.

Masaii shepherd overseeing his flock. The view below
shows the main southern road to Tanzania 








Our guides mentioned to us that they were impressed with our persistence and strength at climbing these Hills.  They told us afterwards they thought we wouldn't make it this far!

We were told that we should be very careful as there are many wild animals living up here, such as buffalo, snakes and cheetahs. We were both thankful that our guides had their rifles.









In the photo you can see the Masai shepherd looking over his flock.  During the dry season or in drought, the Masai herdsmen travel huge distances, sometimes walking their herds down to Tanzania, in search of feed for his animals.









Seth, our driver, from Swedken, taken
at the beginning of our trip 














There was a long, sloping walk downward to "kona baridi" corner - cold corner - which is where our driver, Seth, was waiting for us. It was indeed very much cooler on this southern side of the Hills.  The wind blew vigorously.
















This photo of Ray was taken at the
beginning of our trip.










And afterwards we wobbled our way into the Rusty Nail in Karen for imbibing
Coconut shell bird feeder at Rusty Nail at Karen, Kenya

Beautiful gardens at Rusty Nail restaurant, Karen, Kenya
Hanging flower baskets in trees, Rusty Nail restaurant
in Karen, Kenya
Terraced dining at Rusty Nail restaurant, Karen, Kenya
More greenery at Rusty Nail restaurant, Karen, Kenya




We returned home at around 4pm and although exhausted, weak and unable to walk, we had thoroughly enjoyed our day.  Not that I could repeat the exercise tomorrow or next Sunday, for that matter!!


At the end of our trip, Ray has a much deserved beer at the
Rusty Nail restaurant, Karen, Kenya















Saturday, June 12, 2010

David Sheldrick Wildlife Trusts Elephant Orphanage Project on 8 and 26 Dec 2010

Elephant Orphanage - Two trips with Minke Portengen on 8 December 2010 and with Louise and Ray on 26 December 2010


Some interesting facts about the Establishment of the Elephant Orphanage:
  • This elephant orphanage was established in 1977 by Dr Daphne Sheldrick in honour of her newly deceased husband, who died in June of that same year.
  • David Sheldrick, was a famous botanist, agronomist, conservationist, naturalist - known for his animal husbandry efforts in Kenya during the three decades from 1945 to his untimely death of a massive heartache in June 1977.
  • David and Daphne together spent many years creating and developing Tsavo East National Park and many other Kenyan National Parks, before the Kenyan Wild Life Service was founded.
  • Before his death in June 1977 there were 20,000 elephants in the wild in Kenya and today there is only 6,000.
  • Dr Daphne Sheldrick is still alive today and sits on the Board of Trustees which operates the David Sheldrick Elephant and Rhino Orphanage.  
  • The Orphanage is a charitable trust and therefore is funded mostly by benefactors' donations, visitors' fees; and other schemes such as "Adopt An Elephant".  




In The Beginning:
David Sheldrick Wild Life Trust provides a "transitional" sanctuary to traumatised elephant calves and to a smaller extent, baby rhinos.  These animals have been orphaned mostly by poaching, but also when their mothers die through drought, or when the babies have fallen down mines, pits or drains.  Sometimes their mothers have just died of natural causes - one reason is because elephants renew their teeth every ten years but after their 60th year these teeth are not renewed which means they can no longer feed themselves and starve to death!   It has been recorded that baby elephants are severely traumatised and emotionally scarred from witnessing the violent death of their mothers by poachers who are after her tusks.


When the babies arrive into the enclosure at the orphanage, you can see run rapidly towards their food and watch them quickly  gulp down their baby "giant bottles" made up of a specially formulated milk.  Elephant calves are milk-dependent for the first two years of their lives and are intolerant to cow's milk.  It took Dr Daphne Sheldrick many yeas of research and trial and error to develop the right milk formula for their babies to grow.  The development of elephants are slow and parallels that of the development of human beings - they say elephants are very intelligent animals which possess strong emotional sense.


The Long Journey back to the Wild:
Owing to the resurgence of poaching that has resulted from the partial lifting of the ivory trading ban and the current drought that is currently ravaging the country, the nursery has 21 baby elephants under its care - the higher number ever!


After 2-4 years, depending on their maturity and their ability to look after themselves, the elephant calves are transferred to either one of the Trust's two rehabilitation centres at Tsavo National Park where they spend the next 6-8 years, and where they are incrementally taught how to adjust to life in the wild.


Free At Last:
The elephants are freed into the wild under strict supervision - they are "paired" up with an adoptive elephant family who nurture and oversee the transition into the wild.  Sometimes an adoptive family rejects the outsider and the whole process of finding a new adoptive family has to begin again.  


But once the orphan is adopted by the family, they soon learn how to survive in the wild.  It is said that the mature elephants periodically return to the rehabilitation centres with their own babies to show them off.






Our Trips to the Orphanage:
Visiting this Elephant Orphanage is an absolute delight and an event that no visitor to Kenya should miss.  On my first visit there Minke and  I arrived around 11am at a very muddy carpark on the edge of the Nairobi National Park.  After a short walk through the smelly elephant stables we turned up at a roped area.  While we walked, a family of warthogs nonchalantly ambled through the compound.


Family of Warthogs - Mum, Dad and kids leisurely saunter across the yard!

Louise, Ray and I visited the Elephant Orphanage on Boxing Day, 26 December 2010 which was great fun.  This time there were a lot more visitors and it was a tight squeeze to view the elephants.  But I found it as enjoyable as the first visit.  
Baby elephants sleeping stables which they share with their keepers.

In the enclosure were mounds of dry earth for the baby elephants to play in, blow dirt on themselves - they apparently do this to prevent sunburn, etc;  huge in ground water holes for them to swim in and footballs for them to play football and lastly huge drinking bottles of specially formulated milk in order to feed them.


Baby elephant bottles containing specially
formulated milk

Swimming hole with footballs




Within a few minutes, along came a little elephant, covered with blankets and accompanied by her keeper.  She was the youngest of the seven "baby" elephants - six females and one very stroppy male! - and she arrived at the orphanage when she was only one week old.   She was only five weeks old and the reason she was covered with blankets was to keep her warm and maintain her body temperature. Most of the orphaned elephants in this group are here because their mothers were murdered by poachers for their ivory. In her natural habitat, this youngest baby elephant would walk closely  inbetween her mother and another adult, matriarchal elephant in order to maintain her body temperature and to give her a strong sense of security. Her keeper explained that elephants possess very acute emotions and they have to be nurtured diligently when they lose their mother.  Each orphaned calf is assigned a keeper who sleeps with him/her and feeds and adjusts his/her bedding every three hours.







































Orphaned elephant, 5 weeks old









Here they come, running towards their bottles!








We didn't have to wait very long before the rest of the baby elephant calves came out, accompanied by their keepers.  The literally ran down the walkway to head towards their bottles of food!.   This group consisted of seven babies altogether - all under 15 months old!          




Baby elephant milk bottles
Here the baby is enjoying her milk. As they grow older, the elephants
learn how to hold their bottles with their trunks and feed themselves




Two big feeding bottles are used and some fast moving dexterity is employed by
the keeper to quickly switch bottles once the first bottle is finished


After the meal was over, the babies played and frolicked;  teased, climbed over and rolled on top of each other, joined their trunks in friendship, came up to the fence to scratch their trunks and ears on the wooden posts and "talked" to us.  They seemed so "human-like" in their play antics - just playing the same way children do!

Baby elephant calves playing

The keeper shovelling mud over the elephant's body
Rolling in the dirt is just a lovely pastime!

Playing with my mates

Such fun!







Elephants fling dirt over their bodies to prevent sunburn on their skin!



Baby elephant scratching her trunk on the fence post

Elephant friends holding trunks!

A fun time was had by all!