I hope this story written in the prime of bird season finds readers doing things other than working to pay the bills and taking care of a new born child. At late these are the things I have been doing, long gone for a while are the days of freedom and adventure free to go as the wind blows on whatever journey landed at my feet. Here goes the story of my first African Safari….. Every journey has a making of its own. This one no different than any other except instead of being conjured at the helm of the
Grant in Limpopo, South Africa, August 2015
November 16, 2016