Rhino Romance

I was kissing a beautiful girl under a thorn tree one day in Africa many years ago. Then down wind from us I started to feel what were hammer blows coming through the ground and into my safari boots.

Seconds later I heard a thumping sound coming towards us.

The acacia bush exploded in front of where we stood and across the clearing came this Rhino and her calf. She was at full charge coming straight at us. Just as she was about to hit I ducked myself and the lady around to the other side of the tree. The Rhinos thundered past and kept on going into the thorn bush. Their wind blast carried that rhino scent. They were the last rhinos I ever saw...

The moral of the story - when you go into the African bush, romance, perfume, and rhinos don't mix.

The adventure of rhino's are no more they are now nearly all gone.


It really is a case of trying to get the right thinking in the right place.


For years Africa has been rushing headlong into its population explosion.


There are now desperate needs to train and to generate the community development needed to balance the needs of people and the needs of Africa's wild life inheritance. 


If we don't do anything your children and certainly your grandchildren will lose our African wild life - once its gone there will be dust bowls and uncontrolled livestock growth that will profit no one least of all the communities trying to fight the violence of poverty and its hand maiden - starvation.


We need to start with community development programs in the very communities that border the national parks, some agencies are doing this but we need a lot more.

We need a change of thinking - the communities need to see and realise their national parks are the farm, the wild life the fruit, and tourism the harvest.


Join us at Chagga Mzungu help us to create the change needed.





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