They Do Not See Me

We all piled into Gumps, the BOMA Land Cruiser.  Omar has now assumed cooking responsibilities in the field and he had organized a lunch at Joseph’s camp, a group of small bandas built at the confluence of three rivers.  I explained to my friend Sarah, who traveled...

The Raw Beauty of This Land

  In a few days, I’ll be leading a safari for St. Lawrence University. My friend Sarah, who will be joining the trip, arrived a few days early to visit Northern Kenya and see BOMA’s work. Sarah was a trouper. After a long flight from Chicago to London to Nairobi, she...

Meeting Kura

I arrived back into Nairobi on Sunday night after a weekend inspecting properties in Nakuru and Naivasha. It was fascinating to see  properties that have sprung up in this region, just two hours from Nairobi,  to service the growing professional middle class. Many of...

Time for Some Good News From Africa

This summer’s news from Africa has been sobering. We want to bring you some good news – but first a bit of background. Since the founding of The BOMA Project in 2005, we have endured three severe droughts. Each resulted in devastating livestock mortality,...

The Human Element of Our Work

It even rained in Loiyangalani.  As we came into the desert oasis town the steam was rising from the evaporating puddles in the road.  Kura pointed out the Turkana settlements on the outskirts of the village.  We splashed through the overflow water from the borehole...