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| I was born in a little town on the shores of
Lake Victoria some 56 years ago (I am told the 3rd white baby to be born there). I was
very fortunate to, quite literally, be brought up in the bush. As a child I learnt Swahili
alongside English, and lived for 3 years under canvas as well as in a variety of remote
bush houses. It was a remarkable childhood as I spent months at a time on extended safaris
with my parents who were involved in Game protection - a safari in those days was a real
journey often without an end date. |
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I can still remember camping on the banks of the Ruaha river waiting almost 3 weeks
for new tyres as unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately!) a sharp root had burst a tyre and
thorns had reduced the tubes in 3 months to such a state there were more holes than
rubber! I can also recall to this very day, how my father shot from the river bank a
charging hippo which was about to kill a local fisherman in his dugout canoe mid river, no
room for error and there was not. He taught me the same skills which have remained with me
ever since, but I must confess I far prefer to shoot with my camera now. Living off the
bush by the river was fun as my mother was at home; it was no different to cooking at our
remote houses.
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On completing boarding school I joined the Royal Engineers serving in a number of
trouble spots around the world. Upon leaving the armed forces, I pursued a career as a
consultant in survival and adventure training in remote areas (including the remotest
parts of Kenya). I was also involved with preparing vehicles for overland travel having
personally crossed Africa twice by Landrover. |
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