After five weeks away, I'm back at Kiba Point. Things have not been idle. The camp is so overgrown that we're in negotiations to film the next Tarzan movie on site. But true to form, the Selous has wasted no time reminding me where I am. I knew I was back in the Selous when:
1) I woke up at 3:00 AM and thought it was dawn because the moon was so bright.
2) I never went back to sleep because fighting hippos and howling bushbabies kept me up.
3) My arms got sun-burnt within an hour of my return.
4) I encountered a pride of lions, a pack of wild dogs, and a leopard with a fresh impala kill all on the way home from the airstrip.
It's good to be home!