my last Harnas day

I'm in Windhoek now, trying to get used to things like traffic and air conditioning, on my way tomorrow to Jo-berg, New York City, and finally Raleigh on Saturday.

My last full day at Harnas was a nice one. It's traditionally "wish" day--when the volunteers who are leaving are allowed to pick their activities--whether it's one they want to repeat or one they haven't had yet. I decided to do the same for me.

In the morning I headed out with Erin to check on the animals in the Lifeline. That's when we discovered Bobby and took him back to the farm. Then we went out again and saw Pride and her cubs, Max & Moritz (the two cheetah brothers), and a pack of 4 wild dogs. All were healthy and it appeared hunting was going well since everybody's bellies were full.

Me and Pride

After lunch I took a walk with Pickles and said goodbye to the lions--Zion & Trust, The Brothers, and Macho and Simba. They made a little noise for me, and Zion rubbed his head on the fence so I could touch him.

Then I made the rounds of the animals near the house and lapa--Elsa, Atheno, the 3 cheetahs, the caracals, the vervet monkeys (who got my last peanuts), and of course the 3 baby baboons.

It's been a memorable trip. I've seen some old friends and made some new ones--both animal and human. I've watched volunteers that I thought were hopeless blossom into solid workers. I've done some work myself but found plenty of time for just sitting and thinking--often in the company of cheetahs, whose purring usually helps me think clearly about life.

holding Leuki's head while he purrs

Most of all--as usual--I'll go back to North Carolina refreshed and rejuvenated. It's hard to go back to winter, to work, to problems I told myself I'd deal with later, but it would be harder still if I didn't take with me the African spirit.

I write in my book about the night I spent sleeping (sort of) with Pride and Cleopatra in June of 2008 and how it fundamentally changed the way I see my life. I knew after that night that no matter what happens to me, I'll always have that experience to draw upon and help me find peace. So after that trip, I got a small tattoo of a cheetah pawprint on the inside of my right wrist. Whenever I have a hard day, I find myself rubbing that pawprint, subconsciously remembering, I believe, that no one can ever take that away from me. It's more than any one person deserves, and I was honored to have it.

my tattoo

But every trip, in its way, is like that for me. I go home with experiences that I can relive simply by closing my eyes. And that sustains me.

Cheers--and I'll see you on the other side of the world.

Harnas sunset

A new baby

This morning I rode out with Erin to check on the animals in the Lifeline, and at the gate entering the area, I shrieked and pointed. There was a baby springbok--couldn't be more than a week old--straddling the fence, head hanging and limp body, stuck, and--I thought--dead.

Erin stopped the car and I jumped out to check. As soon as I touched it, he started kicking. I untangled his long legs and cradled him in my arms. We headed back to the farm to get help. We don't know how long he was out there, stuck like that, but we all agreed he would have died soon in the sun.

He must have been dehydrated--don't know when his mother lost him. He might have been an orphan if one of the cheetahs got his mother. He drank a whole bottle of formula.

The rule around here is that if rescue an animal, it gets named after you. Since it's a boy, I named him Bobby.

Two days ago another antelope-type baby was found, a duiker named Simon. They're about the same size, so they're together and already friends. Simon licked Bobby from head to toe. It was a beautiful thing.




Bobby on left, Simon on right

 It's a wonderful event to happen on one of my last days here, and I'm so happy he was found and rescued. I do with I could stay longer and be the one to care for him, but I trust the people here at Harnas to do a great job and raise my boy to be strong and beautiful. He couldn't have been luckier to find a home than here.