
Tarangire National Park
Day after day of cloudless skies.
The fierce sun sucks the moisture from the landscape, baking
the earth a dusty red, the withered grass as brittle as straw. The
Tarangire River has shrivelled to a shadow of its wet season self. But
it is choked with wildlife. Thirsty nomads have wandered hundreds of
parched kilometres knowing that here, always, there is water.
Herds of up to 300 elephants...