Back at camp after a great night drive I started a fire and put my leftovers on the outdoor stove for warming. After dinner I poured myself a glass of Amarula and stood on the corner of my deck that overlooks the bushveld.
I'm regularly asked why I come back to Africa so often. I come here for the feelings I felt tonight.
As I stood on my deck I heard hyena; I heard a male impala snorting - it's the rutting season. I heard elephant; they don't make a noise walking on their high healed fat pads but they break things along their path as only elephants do so I heard branches cracking and I knew there were elephant nearby.
I looked up at the sky and saw so many stars that were so bright and clear it felt like I could reach up and grab a few as souvenirs of this brilliant evening.
The peacefulness and serenity is palpable. The clarity of mind profound.
Everything is different here, even my breathing because I want to take it all in; mind, body and spirit so I breath deep to take in all Africa has to offer me.
She often brings tears to my eyes; the best tears I've ever cried.
That's why I come back. That is why I am here. That's why I will return again.