A month ago we bought Cody a wooden spear from some of the Masai ladies that come here to camp to sell curios. The greatest toy from the States never made him as happy as that simple spear. It is now lost, everyday we hunt for it around the area it was last seen. He doesn’t seem to worry about it; he is now playing with a basic carved stick. More primitive looking, but all the same games and stories are initiated by it.
I haven’t figured out the schedule of the fauna that come around camp. Of course that would probably be a life time endeavor. In the early part of the week we had many zebra, impala, and topi in front of the lodge, towards the escarpment edge and along the airstrip.
Yesterday it was overcast with wind and we didn’t see a single animal. Today, we have similar conditions, but the regulars are back along with a large herd of giraffe.