What started as a six-month road trip through southern and eastern Africa was never supposed to be more than that. Two people, an old Land Rover named Mwabu (meaning “the one who moves lazily”), a rooftop tent, and an open road. Six countries. No big plan beyond the next horizon.
But Africa had other ideas.
The more we travelled, the more we got it – this continent doesn’t easily let go. The landscapes, people and wild and unhurried pace creeps under your skin in the best possible way.
The turning point came on a cold winter’s evening in Zambia’s South Luangwa National Park. Sitting around a fire at Mchenja bush camp with fellow travellers, the crackling flames spat a question into the conversation: what if you guys ran a camp like this?
Rich and I talked. Then we talked some more. At the end of that trip, we returned to Mchenja and spent a year learning what makes a safari experience truly unforgettable. It’s the small details, the genuine connections, the moments that stay with you long after you’ve gone home.
It was also on the Luangwa River banks that Rich proposed, and since Africa was shaping our lives, the only thing to do was to go with it.
Eventually it was time to come home to South Africa, where we have settled in the little town of White River on the edge of the Kruger National Park. Inspired and motivated by our experiences and determined to share them with others, we founded African Avenue.




