Maasai Village

I have many safari stories to tell you, some fantastic, some sad but hopefully you will find them interesting and worth reading. Today, I want to talk about one of my funniest experiences in the bush. As I approached the Maasai village, the clouds were getting dark and the rains were on the horizon, I really wanted my guest to see this village. So as I headed down the road, I explained that the rain was coming in and that they might get a bit wet, that was no problem for my guests. We passed young children, tending goats and donkeys and of course, cattle. These herds, be them small or large, show the wealth of the Maasai owner, it is how they judge their standing in their villages.

I pointed out a rather large group of baby goats being tended to as we drove into the village. The children waved and shouted out “sweets” hoping that I had some pieces of candies for them. The Maasai children will flag you down hoping for a little treat or candy to brighten their day. Children are the same everywhere and the Maasai children are no different. As I parked my vehicle and accompanied my guests through the village, seeing how these nomads live, how the family units are structured and how the schools teach their children, it began to rain. A beautiful soaking rain that is the live blood of the bush, it is joyful when the rain comes and always needed and appreciated.

I explained to my safari guests that I would go get the safari vehicle, and pick them up by the school, as the rain was starting to get more forceful. I headed out to get into the jeep, and head over to the school, however, upon leaving the tribal compound, I had a site I will never forget! All of the baby goats, apparently not wanting to get wet, rushed and dove under my vehicle to protect themselves from the rain. At one point there was 30 babies huddled under the truck trying to stay dry.

As I stood there getting wetter and wetter, trying to think how to remove these baby goats out, not only safely but quickly so I could pick up my clients. I called the child herders over to help me remove theses goats. As fast as we pulled them out, then they ran around the truck and entered back under from another direction. Looking back, this was hilarious, however, not at this time! It took, me, the children and four grown warriors about 40 minutes to get the truck cleared of baby goats. This is a moment in time, I will never forget and even today, as I write this I chuckle to myself!

Julius Kenya Safari Guide

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