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Off to Cooking School

As all my friends know, I’m an enthusiastic cook, and have enjoyed various cooking schools. To cap off 2019, three friends and I ventured to Abruzzo, a lesser-known region of Italy on the Adriatic, for a week of culinary adventure during the olive harvest.

The school and our accommodations were headquartered at Palazzo Tour d’Eau at the top of Carunchio, a village of 500 souls about 3 ½-4 hours east of Rome.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

The palazzo dates from the 17th century, and was abandoned for fifty years before a retired Italian diplomat bought it and, with his son Massimo and daughter Christina, gutted it and turned it into a recreational cooking school with comfortable sleeping rooms. Ours was the last group of the season, and was comprised of sixteen people, easily accommodated in the teaching kitchen.

Our first excursion was to an olive farm, where we picked olives in the traditional way, raking them off the trees, then tasted several EVOOs.

On a typical day we would rise for breakfast, then have class from about 10:30-12:30. After a short break when the staff cleaned the prep table and turned it into a dining table, we’d eat what we prepared. After some free time in the afternoon we’d gather for dinner and lots of wine.  Other days we might take an outing in the morning and cook around 5:30. Christina had things impeccably planned so our days were full but not overwhelming. The ever-present and always pleasant Tony served us breakfast, assisted with the classes, drove us on our excursions and tended bar; while Sarah mostly assisted in the classes and served dinner. Some of us took a soap-making class from her one afternoon, which was a fun diversion.

Dino was the quintessential chef, generous in his instruction and fun to be around. Below are the gnocchetti (baby gnocchi) and pork and pancetta ragu we made, along with our delicious individual tiramisus.

 

Friday was pizza night, and what fun it was! We started with a salad pie of baby arugula, tomatoes, mozzarella, olive oil and balsamic vinegar, then made about ten different variations. It was a real party night, with a friend, Marco, playing his accordion, then Dino, Christina, Tony and Sarah serenading us with a medley of Italian tunes.

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More later with photos from the region.

Baby Tira…and Elephants

We had heard about a baby zebra born with unusual coloring: white polka dots on black fur, a rare condition called melanism. Determined to find him in the great expanse of the Mara, Jonathan, acting on a tip from another Sunworld driver, made a beeline across the savannah toward an immense herd of grazing zebras and wildebeests. Stopping along the way, he stood on the car seat and pointed his binoculars toward the herd ahead. “Got him!” he told us jubilantly, as we made our rollicking way forward. Sure enough, about 2 miles(!) later, there was little Tira, grazing with his mother. These images don’t do justice to the tens of thousands of wildebeests and zebras in the surrounding area, which made it all the more remarkable that Jonathan actually spotted him.

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We were concerned that his distinctive coloration would make him stand out to predators or cause the herd to reject him. We learned that zebras are very tolerant of differences, so no worries on that score. Hopefully some naturalists are tracking him; it will be interesting to see if he passes his condition on to his progeny in a few years, assuming he survives.

Elephants were everywhere: in Samburu, in Nakuru and in the Maasai; and there were lots of babies. I love watching them scamper to keep up, and as they frolic under their mothers’ and aunties’ legs it’s a wonder they aren’t trampled.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

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I’m endlessly fascinated by these highly intelligent creatures. Kenya has taken aggressive steps to curb poaching, and several organizations besides the Sheldrick (mentioned in an earlier post) are committed to rescue and anti-poaching efforts. It’s mind-boggling to realize that 100,000 elephants were killed for their ivory just between 2010 and 2012. There’s a wonderful episode of the PBS series Nature about Naledi, a calf orphaned at six weeks when her mother died. The film recounts desperate efforts to keep her alive when, uncharacteristically, other herds refused to adopt her. Check it out!

 

A Goat Roast!

Our photographer leader, Piper, has spent a lot of time in Kenya over the past 16 years, and actually lived there for two. As a result, she has developed warm relationships with some of the tribes and is greeted enthusiastically when she appears in a village, hence our invitation to join their goat roast celebrating the circumcision of the 14 year-old boys of the tribe.

We spent some time with the Samburu, including a visit to the chief’s home (one room, made of mud and sticks), and were enchanted by the children, whose first question is always, “What’s your name?”

Following the men to the top of a hill at the edge of the village, we watched them paint each other’s faces and fancy up in beaded necklaces and feathers as the most adept butchers among them slit the goats’ throats and drained the blood (for drinking). After skinning the carcass they cut it into large pieces which they placed on the bonfire they had started by rubbing sticks together. We sampled the roasted liver, which they generously offered — and it was tasty!

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What a special evening it was!

More Cats

It’s hard to choose which cat images to share, as I have so many decent ones. On our last morning game drive we were lucky to catch a leopard in a tree. He had a kill stashed up there with him, as evidenced by the blood dripping off the branch, but since we didn’t see him put it there we couldn’t see what it was. He very cooperatively posed for us for quite some time.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAOLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

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Our young lions were active this morning, one energetically gnawing at the wildebeest he had killed.

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And the lion family were also up and about…

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This cheetah looked particularly handsome in the golden light.

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To the Maasai Mara

It’s a seven-hour drive southwest to the Maasai Mara, Kenya’s most famous national park, with a good part of the road being rutted dirt. By the time we arrived at the Mara Bush Camp it was already almost dark, but even after the long drive from Nakuru, followed by a game drive in the Mara, we were exhilarated by what we had seen.

We were welcomed by our first leopard (though by no means the last we would follow in the next four days); and by a family of lions who would cross our path almost daily.

The two lionesses seemed to share in caring for their cubs, seven in all. It’s remarkable how these mothers tolerate their babies crawling over and nipping at them.

Our tents at Mara Bush Camp were spacious and comfortable, and we were serenaded to sleep by the snuffling, grunting hippos in their nearby pool. Because the camp is not fenced in, animals are free to roam in; so we were cautioned to call our Maasai warrior escorts whenever we would walk after dark. Our William was draped in a traditional red plaid shuka (blanket) and armed with a spear, a knife and a flashlight. One morning as he was escorting me to the Land Cruiser he stopped to flash his light on a cheetah that was strolling through camp.

Bush Camp Courtyard

We took our meals in the courtyard at the center of camp, and each night at cocktail hour we enjoyed sitting around the bonfire and chatting about our day.

Maasai Mara is home to big cats, and we saw many. Besides the lion family and leopards, cheetahs were everywhere. No one — even Jonathan, Wilson and Piper — had ever seen a leopard sitting on its hind legs, so we were lucky to get the shot!

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As hard as it is to get out before dawn (and breakfast) the rewards are plentiful.

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At the other end of the day, as light was fading, we saw two magnificent young lions — still without their manes — whom Piper said carried all the signs of being the next leaders of the pride. Wilson explained that the lions in the Mara form coalitions to lead their prides, rather than taking down the current elder and fighting each other for supremacy. We saw these boys almost every day.

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Day’s end.

Through the Great Rift Valley

Northwest of Samburu, a six hour drive through the Great Rift Valley, lies Lake Nakuru National Park. Famous for its huge flocks of flamingoes (a flamboyance), climate change has altered the water level and alkalinity dramatically in the last two decades as well as the algae upon which the flamingoes feast. Sadly, we only saw these colorful birds from a distance. Skeletal dead acacias, their feet deep in water, testified to the precipitous rise in the lake level.

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However, here we got our first peek at rhinos, both the critically endangered black and the white varieties. My past encounters with rhinos had been at such a distance that they looked like grey boulders, but here we were able to get close enough to zoom in.

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White rhinos have a shovel-shaped snout, while the black ones have a pointed upper lip. Otherwise, they’re hard to distinguish from each other. The above images are black rhinos; the mother and calf below are white.

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The climate in Nakuru was cool and misty, lighting the yellow acacia forest with a magical glow. On an early morning game drive we could detect the giraffes’ breath in the golden rim light.

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Later in the morning we spotted a lioness with her cubs tucked into the grass beside the road. I couldn’t get enough of these precious babies.

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After a while she led them to a small thicket, where she tucked them in and presumably gave them instructions to stay still and quiet while she went hunting.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The dirt roads in these parks are deeply rutted, and during a bouncy ride on our second morning in Nakuru, I remarked to my mates that our driver, Jonathan, had just turned  down a road marked “Road Closed.” About ten minutes later we found out why.

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After Jen, Marsha and I delicately disembarked, Jonathan called Wilson for assistance. After speculating that they might not be able to get the Land Cruiser out of the sucking mud — necessitating calling Nairobi for another one, 8 or more hours away — they connected the two vehicles with a heavy cable and Wilson was able to pull it out as Jonathan gunned the engine. Only after we got back in the vehicle did we think about the rhinos we had seen just beside the road…

Our Days in Samburu

Wildlife in Samburu was abundant. Pre-dawn excursions offered beautiful light. We would typically jump into the vehicles before the sun came up, chase some animals, and stop between 9 and 10 to have our breakfast in the bush. By 11 we were back at the lodge for lunch and a rest before heading out again around 4 p.m. to catch wildlife during the golden hour.

One animal new to me was the gerenuk, aka the giraffe gazelle, for obvious reasons. It’s remarkable how they delicately eat the tender leaves and leave the nasty thorns behind.

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The river running through the preserve was a rich source of activity, including a sighting of wild dogs who apparently haven’t been seen here in over seven years. Their manic racing made it extremely difficult to capture focused images.

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The Grevy’s zebras continued to fascinate us, as we followed their peregrinations and antics. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

Next up: Lake Nakuru.