July 20, 2017





I grew up in a small village in Arusha, Tanzania, called Mto Wa Mbu. As a kid I was always going to hunt for fun and pretended to kill big animals and birds by using arrows. But I didn’t realize there was a small group of people that hunt for life.



The story began 20 years later when I was a guide and travelled to meet an indigenous ethnic group living around Lake Eyasi in the central Rift Valley, neighbouring Serengeti Plateau. This is The Hadzabe.







The Hadzabe are one of the smallest hunting group, with a population of under 1000. They are not closely genetically related to other Tanzanians, clicking is their mother tongue. It was early morning when we arrived and found these hunter warriors ready catch their daily meal. We joined the group and started running and jumping off cliffs to find food. The warriors taught us how to shoot with a bow and arrow. It took more than two hours and finally we shot down a baboon and small antelope. With their hungry dogs we returned home and made fire ready for BBQ.


The experience of running through the bush while holding arrows reminded me of when I was young. But in addition, this experience involved song and dance back at camp.


After the dance it was the time to say goodbye. But these people had a little secret for us, they presented us with our very own bow and arrow to continue our hunting skills upon our departure. Finally, I have my adult arrows and hope to return to my village to hunt again.




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