I went back today to the Ivory site to bring food and hot tea to the crew left to finish the job and clear the mess:
As expected – hardly anyone there the day after- passed yesterday’ glamour- red carpet, music and speeches.
Puddles, mud blackened shapes disintegrating in the rain.
I thought of all those elephants whose carcasses I mourned.
The stench the maggots and the gore. 114 -at least – of our tusks went up in smoke. The ones we found before the poachers hacked them, carrying them stealthy and nimble through the laggas.
The ones I had sprayed in green took longer than the others.
I smelt old bones, saw the fragments- and the ashes.
I do not need to go back.
We move on.
There will be other elephants.
The scent of burnt sandal wood still lingers. No one knows.
In Nairobi National Park
1st May 2016
The build up to the fire – 24/29 April 2016:
With Robin – who did it again:
Friday 29 April 2016: Floods
Yesterday 30 April 2016:
Today 1 May 2016
It poured all night: