Serengetti to Rhyno Lodge

It’s dark when I rise. We head out to try and catch some of the migration across the Mara River. The landscape is dotted with horned sculls ,bones and some carcasses. Many of the bones have been picked clean and bleached bright white by the Tanzanian sun but other carcasses are only partially eaten and left to rot.Shawn says that every now and then he gets a brief whiff …

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