We headed out after all the guests had gone out for their game drives at around 5:15pm. Driving out of camp, I was feeling extremely fortunate to be living in this beautiful setting in the middle of the Mara.
We set out across the front of camp and then crossed the dry Olare Orok river. As we came out the other side, we immediately stopped, pleasantly surprised by a small herd of elephants grazing on the acacia bushes before disappearing down onto the riverbed. I then re-started the car and headed east from the camp towards the place where Nalango had been spotted that morning, a valley running adjacent to the Olare Orok river and camp.
About 15 minutes later, after crossing the hill and plains and keeping a keen ear to the Maasai guides’ chatter on the radio, we got to Njoro Naibor, the valley east of camp. This is the area where Nalango hangs out the most, as it’s two valleys about a kilometre apart, both with a lot of woodland, other trees, and thick brush along the hills on either side where she can hide and seek refuge.