It was a long, fun drive from Nakuru to the Mara. We moved on from the ‘stroopwafels’ to ‘hagelslag’ and then the interesting Mr Geert Wilders! For those who don’t know him, google him! Anyway, with laughter, a picnic lunch and some beautiful scenery we passed the time. ‘What time would you like to get into camp?’ I asked. What a stupid question, this is the Maasai Mara, you can never get anywhere on time as there is always something that breaks the timetable. This time, our first occasion, it was lion. We had not seen many up until now but within 30 minutes we had out first big black maned males. Two typical old kings who have seen it all. Both had been in the wars over the years and were scarred, battered and bruised with fresh wounds on their faces but certainly handsome in a ‘rough’ sort of way! As the rain started to fall we decided it was time to head into Elephant Pepper Camp for a hot shower, some freshly home made Italian pasta and a nightcap around the campfire under the immense starlit sky.