Seeing Kenya from above is an experience very close to my heart. My great-grandfather was a bush pilot, who in family-lore inspired the character of Compton in Ernest Hemingway’s 'The Snows of Kilimanjaro'. My grandfather was also a pilot for Wilson Airways, based at the airport I regularly fly out of in Nairobi. Flying and adventure is very much in the Swynnerton blood.
Our adventure in the skies starts just before the sun rises at 05:00. I slip into the cool morning air. The sky shimmers with stars as I sip my morning coffee, ready for a day of hot-air ballooning across the Mara. I warm myself by the fire, getting ready for lift-off.
David and I cross the Mara River by boat, mist curling around us, and reach the launch site of Governors’ Balloon Safaris. The company has been flying over the Mara since 1978, and as several other companies now offer similar experiences, spotting hot-air balloons drifting across the dawn sky has become an iconic part of any early morning game drive. Even though I’ve made several balloon flights across Africa, the anticipation of our ride electrifies the air with a unique kind of magic — because every balloon ride is different.
As the sun creeps over the horizon, we rise into the sky, our captain, Pepe from Spain, at the helm. Below us, elephants amble through golden grass, hyenas slink through the mist, and giraffes move through the trees. Getting to soar above it all, seeing the vast expanse of the Mara and the wildlife below from a bird’s-eye view, leaves a lasting impression and fills me with a deep sense of gratitude for the beauty and privilege of it all. This particular balloon ride is exceptional, as it takes you just above the Mara River, with the Mara Escarpment to your right. You drift over rivers, forests, and vast plains, making the experience truly exceptional and unforgettable.
As if all this weren’t enough, a champagne breakfast, perched on a ridge overlooking the endless spotted plains, awaits us on arrival. Just as we begin our descent, my 08:45 alarm goes off — a daily reminder I’ve kept for years. It’s my quiet nod to all the early mornings I could’ve stayed in bed but didn’t… because otherwise, I’d have missed moments like this: floating above the Mara in a hot-air balloon, watching the world awake from the sky.