It's great to be back in camp. I was immediately struck by how quiet it sounded when I opened my car door upon arrival - ah, leaving the city far behind! (Well, about an hour and a half behind, technically). But then I realized there are lots of sounds here - the constant chatter and chirping of birds; the tinkling of cow bells, as herds of Maasai animals wander by in the valley below our camp cliff; and the occasional vehicle driving on the paved road, which our camp is located a few hundred meters from, on a dirt road. As Kay (one of the researchers working with us) put it last night, at the dinner table on her first night in camp, it seems like the whole year is just working towards getting back here. Here's what the camp looks like from the air; I took this picture from a small plane, flying low overhead, in 2005. The first few days always consist of a lot of setting up, including all of the tents(here are two pictures of my tent from last year).
My travel adventures. Read at your own risk -- of wanting to join me. Details (names, institutions) are real and true, but usually left purposefully vague.