In between the adventures that Mr Nomad and I seek out, and in between some voluntary activities within the community, I spend my days riding horses as well as taking the Nomadic Family Unit fur babies for endless walks. Or both - horse riding with the fur babies accompanying us! I had been leasing a... Continue Reading →

Mummy came home! I don't know where she went but she had been gone for such a long time. Daddy had worked us to the bone, taking us into the office nearly every day but I don't think we let him down. Hound Solo excelled in his sniffer dog duties, sometimes doubling up as a... Continue Reading →

The following day would bring more adventure. We were promised a hike up the hills to view a cave which offered magnificent views of the entire conservancy and perhaps just as spectacular, ancient cave paintings from a by-gone era. We set off reasonably early and as we made our way through the landscape, we passed... Continue Reading →

Nestled within the county of Laikipia in Kenya, the Lolldaiga Hills can be found. Mr Nomad and I have visited this stunning place before but that was to 'wild camp' and this time, it was to stay in the luxurious tented camp with Safari Series. The Lolldaiga Hills is a working ranch of around 200... Continue Reading →

After the thrill of the Great Migration, we arose early the following day to set off into the savannah in the hopes of catching sight of a leopard. They are notoriously elusive despite their healthy population levels, and I did not hold out much hope of seeing one as I felt we had used up... Continue Reading →

Now I understand why the Great Migration has been described as the 8th wonder of the world. Up to 2 million wildebeest, along with zebra, topi and a small number of Grant's Gazelle undertake the death defying crossing of the mighty Mara river, coming from the south from the Serengeti in Tanzania, moving rhythmically clock... Continue Reading →

Following my return to Kenya, Mr Nomad was determined that we make up for lost time and he booked our latest adventure to the magnificent Maasai Mara. We had visited last year but the place is utterly magical and we both longed to get some time away, so away we went. This trip was different... Continue Reading →

I have finally made it back to where I belong. After being evacuated to the UK nearly four months ago while the world was in the midst of a global pandemic, lock down has gradually eased globally and following President Kenyatta's address, borders in Kenya have re-opened with the commencement of international flights taking place... Continue Reading →

While I have been on a solitary journey in Larkhill, Wiltshire in England, Mr Nomad has continued to fly the flag for the Nomadic Family Unit in Kenya. Little has changed for him except that he has been carrying on maintaining security in a foreign country far from home alone, although he has had the... Continue Reading →

The road trip had seen me roaming through Teesside and it eventually took me to Richmond, North Yorkshire to pay a visit to the Nomadic Family Unit grandparents.  I had not seen Grandma and Grandpa Nomad for almost a year so as lock down had lifted, a visit to them was well over due.  In... Continue Reading →