Aug 11, 2020 | Book Reviews, Memoirs | 0 comments

by Michael McKeown.

“…Elias had met as a child, forecasting a great flood of fifty years earlier after hearing a conversation  between a hippo and a giant heron whilst fishing.”

This  well-written book  is travel memoir with a difference in that it raises some pertinent questions about colonisation, the benefits of aid projects, and  the future of wildlife in Africa. 

Michael McKeown has a gift for describing the wilderness areas that he obviously loves so much.  He captures the ambience and moods of an every changing landscape, and the wildlife that roams freely across this vast continent.  He is very vociferous about his feelings towards hunting, possibly showing a naivety being guided more by his own emotions than facts from people that work on the ground with these animals and their habitats.  He also seems to have been unfortunate in the tourists he has met along the way! 

It is not just birds and animals that make up the glorious collage of Africa, but the people too, especially the ones McKeown meets and befriends along the way.  Telling of their life-styles, their tales and legends, such as what Elias said, adds a different dimension to this entertaining book.

This is an excellent read for those intending to visit Africa for the first time and those that are homesick for Africa.  As each chapter portrays a different country or experience, this book can be picked up and enjoyed anytime, no need to read all in one go – though you may well be tempted to do so. 

Published by Matador, ISBN 978-1780885131