Born to be WILD
Aug 19, 2019
4 minutes
By Daphne Nikolopoulos
From the sky, the sprawling bushveld of the Phinda Private Game Reserve looks endless, the saturated green of its mountains fading as the peaks stretch to all points of the horizon. I can see the airstrip below, a thin band of red earth where the woodland gives way to dense grasslands. Our single prop plane banks to meet it.
“Mom, do you think we’ll see a bush baby?” My daughter, Annie, has been poring over a South African wildlife book since I told her we were going on safari to celebrate her tenth birthday. “There’s a good chance,” I tell her, “but this isn’t a zoo. We’ll
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