Working on a production in Amboseli, I stumbled upon a traveling herd of elephants.
It was in fact many herds, grouped together and moving in mass formation towards the swamps. In the 33 years I’ve lived here, I’ve never seen anything like this. Together with my driver Francis we counted over 310 animals migrating.
The top picture is a separate young family, who had journeyed off Mt. Kilimanjaro.
The name Amboseli comes from the word “empusel,” which in the language of the local Masai tribe means “salty dust.”
At one time you maybe able to catch numerous dust devils swirling around the plains.
Although I wasn’t there to shoot stills, I felt incredibly lucky to be able to drive past a plethora of game to and from work daily.
Formal portrait of a baboon.