A few days ago we hiked up Mukenya, a mountain named after Mount Kenya, though a miniature version. Our ascent was surprisingly quick, and after only twenty minutes we were able to witness a breathtaking 360 degree view of the surrounding savannah. The red sandy soil stretched as far as the horizon, and bellows of cattle were only faint echoes. Trains of hyraxes (Procavia capensis) shuttled across the rock faces with ease in such an orderly fashion, while a pair of Verreaux’s eagles (Aquila verreauxii) soared just above the other mountain tops. Near the summit of Mukenya we stopped under a large rock face that jutted out above us. Baboon feces lay on the underlying rocks, and our askari informed us that this spot was their refuge at night — certainly a comfy and serene place to rest during all kinds of weather conditions.
