Annemarie:
Martin was being quite mysterious as we launched off the main track going north west from Murchison. We were traveling out of the park and heading for Kampala but via the scenic route. As we ploughed on the track became less distinct and holes began to qualify as small craters. Undeterred we pressed on. There was nothing to suggest there would be anything other than a nice view of the park’s plains, we were climbing a bit but nothing dramatic, so I was stunned when the track came to an abrupt halt on the edge of a red sandstone cliff overlooking a winding river and flood plain. From Nyamsika Cliff we could see for miles and suddenly it really felt like the Africa of the movies. No, Martin didn’t wash my hair, but as we sat on the cliff and watched, a warthog family crossed the river , followed by an elephant and her calf and the moment was magical, hard to capture even in the photos but here are a few….
