• Noel Smith

Africa Dreaming


I think of myself as really blessed to have been able to spend so much quality time enjoying the African bush veld


To have so many memories and photos and art to recall all those special moments up until my accident


It has been over four years now since my last safari to Botswana and Zimbabwe


And whilst it’s great to recall the memories, what I really miss is


The preparation and packing of the Land Rover, ready for weeks of camping


Sitting in the warm still dusk, watching ele’s dusting off as the sky turns different shades of pink, purple and blue


The prrrup of the scops owls, one close by and the other far off


The majestic cry of the fish eagle as he throws back his head to call


Listening to the rumble of an ele’s stomach as he slowly ambles past


The monotonous build up of cackling from the hornbills or buzzing crescendo of the cicadas in the midday heat


The change in smell after the rain or driving through sage


Trying to stop shaking after finding a good leopard sighting, so as to take a good photo


The yapping of jackals as the Kalahari dusk changes to darkness


The calm and peaceful cooing of turtle doves


Listening to the deep powerful roar and grunt of a lion near or far


The tinking of tree frogs and mournful moans of hyenas as the evening sets in


Oh how I miss