Strangefoot

Strangefoot

I am all alone in the forest, since my mom died all those years ago, I walk the paths I make alone. It’s a wonder my large body can slip so silently through the undergrowth, but I do. Perhaps that’s why you two-legged folk call me Strangefoot. The forest here still...
Connecting Eden to Addo

Connecting Eden to Addo

The Garden Route is in my bones. I grew up here, walking the forest paths with my mother not far from where Strangefoot, our country’s last free-roaming elephant, once walked with her own mother. We were raised just kilometres apart, both shaped by the same land, both...