The Wild-Eye camp sits right on the banks of the Mara River. And I mean right on the banks of the Mara River. Looking down at the river was a pod of hippos. I counted 41 but I may have missed a couple. At night they would come out of the water and munch on the vegetation right outside of our tents. We could hear the munching and the grunting. It was quite  exciting.
Maralee
Through My Lens 
It’s a wonderful spot isn’t – I called them my hippo choir, they ‘sang’ me to sleep!
Yes. I miss it.