I’ve spent the last couple of days yearning for Amboseli after posting an image of an elephant skull last night from nearby Tsavo. For days Louise has been hassling me to work on my processing queue, so how delighted I was this morning when I finally got around to it and this was waiting for me.
You don’t need me to tell you that it’s Kilimanjaro, but what’s exciting is that I took it from just outside Amboseli on that visit five years ago. It’s a real challenge to photograph Kilimanjaro because on most days the peak is covered with cloud and/or fog fairly early on. You can see from the colour of the light that this was still quite early in the day, but nevertheless I was still very fortunate. By the time I’d taken this we’d been out watching elephants for about three hours.
The piece of trivia you need to know is that while this picture was taken in Kenya, the mountain is actually in Tanzania. It’s right on the border and has changed hands several times over the years.
Anyway, I’m ending today feeling like I did this morning, and yesterday. I want to go back. I want to be there now.