We left camp at 8, and eventually lifted off for the Masai Mara with a full compliment on board, at 0930am, all bound for the west, and the rolling plains of this famous region. The carpet of trees of the Aberdares ended with the farmlands, and then the abrupt ridge of the Rift Valley appeared with Naivasha looking brown and full. No flamingo’s from that height. More rolling hills and forests, cultivated squares of land, scattered ‘targets’ of Masai villages and finally in the distance, the empty green plains of the reserve and the Oloola escarpment. The Mara river edged with trees snakes from one side to the other, finally sliding away from the escarpment and across the plains at Kichwa Tembo.
The pilot made a perfect landing!