From the moment we were picked up at the airstrip, it was like stepping into a dream! It is hard to believe that a tent camp could rival one of our stays at a Four Seasons hotel, but it did! Because there were only ten tents in this camp, we had a totally pampered experience. The chef, Josphat’s meals were prepared with fresh local ingredients and were equal to those served at expensive restaurants. They were all beautifully presented with linens and double plating. Even the box breakfast on our safari had so much food, that it was difficult to eat it all. All the meals, snacks, wine, beer and sparkling water were all included in the price of our stay. There is even free laundry service available. While staying in a camp may seem too primitive for those who don’t like to “rough it”, there is nothing to worry about here. Our tent suite had hot water with good pressure, electricity, flush toilet, a great shower and even a tub to relax in at the end of a safari drive. They will even bring a glass of wine and light a candle to give you a spa like experience! The bed was warm and inviting at the end of the day from the hot water bottle placed under the sheets and the morning wake up call was our cabin steward bringing hot tea, coffee and sweets to the private veranda.
While this may have seemed like a resort, we were always aware that we were out in the wild. Because the camp is right on the Talek River, we could hear the hippos and baboons at all hours of the day and night. And because it is not safe to come and go to your tent after dark without a guide, all the guests are provided with a two-way radio. Vincent, our safari driver was extremely knowledgeable and could name all the flora, fauna & birds that we encountered. He had a keen instinct for finding the wildlife, always trying his best to get us as close to the animals as possible, and to get the best camera shots. He brought us up very close to lions and cheetahs with their cubs, and lionesses sharing their meal of a freshly killed antelope. He even took us to the edge of the Tanzania border so we could get a picture at the border rock. Many thanks to Stephen, the hospitality manager who took time to teach us several versions of Mancala and made sure that we were never wanting for anything!