27/07/2026
I’m not easily scared but this morning’s sunrise gave me goosebumps. 4.15am wake-up, the ground crew running through safety briefings in the dark and that moment when you feel the heat from the burner roaring to life above your head.
Then we lifted off and Kenya became a different planet.
From the ground, the Great Migration is thunder and dust, survival in motion. From 300 feet up, floating in complete silence except for the occasional burst of flame, it’s something else entirely. The herds move like iron filings following an invisible magnet, rivers of life flowing across the Mara in patterns you’d never see from a safari vehicle.
The pilot tapped my shoulder and said “Look straight down.”
Below us, thousands of wildebeest were crossing paths with zebra, creating these impossible geometric patterns that lasted seconds before dissolving into new formations. Nature’s own choreography, visible only from up here.
The sun rose and the balloon’s shadow raced across the savannah. For two hours, it felt like we were the only humans - save for the other balloonists - watching the greatest wildlife spectacle on Earth from the best seat that exists.
Tomorrow I’ll show you the difference between the Migration from land versus air. But this morning was pure magic, served with Ukrainian champagne at landing (because apparently that’s a ballooning tradition I wasn’t ready for).
📍 Maasai Mara, Kenya
🎈 Sunrise balloon safari over the Great Migration
Save this for when you need reminding that sometimes the best way to see the world is to leave it behind for a while.
What’s the most unexpected angle you’ve ever experienced something from? 👇