Nomadic tribeswoman leading camels through the Dida Galgalla Desert in northern Kenya; June 1978.

This image is rather pale and insipid because I’ve lightened it to show more detail – it was taken in very harsh, overhead sunlight so that much of the subject matter is in shadow and silhouette.

This photo shows a person and her home on the move.  Amongst other things, the camels are carrying sections of the curved walls and supports of low huts, which will be erected at the new dwelling site.  A nomadic existence is essential in such dry areas – people follow rainfall, which is a source of water for man and animal alike, and also of greenery for the livestock.

This was a hurried photograph – soon after I raised the camera, rocks were flying my way.  Which reminds me of the roving packs of feral – and no doubt rabies-ridden – dogs in the Sultanate of Oman.  They were so used to having rocks thrown at them that there was no need to actually throw anything – all that was required was to momentarily stoop towards the ground as if about to pick up a rock – of which, as here, there was an inexhaustible supply – and the canines were heading quickly for the hills.

Click onto the image to open a larger version in a separate window – recommended.

Technique: OM-1 with 75-150 Zuiko lens at 150mm; Agfa CT18 colour side film rated at 64 ISO.


I’m re-posting photographs that I took in Kenya over 30 years ago.  You can find more context here .  Click onto the “Archive Kenya” tag (below) to see more of these film images from Kenya.

About Adrian Lewis
Photographer - using mono, colour and combinations of the two - many types of subject, including Minimalism, landscapes, abstracts, soft colour, people, movement, nature - I like to be adventurous, trying new ideas, working in multiple genres. And I've a weakness for Full English Breakfasts and Duvel golden ale, though not necessarily together.


  1. krikitarts says:

    So the nomads were throwing rocks at you just because you raised your camera to make this image? Sad to contemplate, yet understandable.


    • Adrian Lewis says:

      Yes, absolutely understandable. Two things to talk about here really. This is totally remote from the usual Kenya tourism/safari destinations; its not too far from the main (dirt) road from northern Kenya to Ethiopia, and really the only “tourists” it attracts are occasional parties of birders who come to see the northern deserts species – all of us on this trip were Kenya residents.

      The other thing is how we ourselves change over time. Adolescence lasts until about age 32 its been found, and I don’t know about you but I’m often horrified by the things I did and the risks I took in my younger days – and of course many of my younger days were not spent tootling around Bristol, but in very wild country in the Western Alps, Oman and Kenya – and in the latter two especially a broken leg or broken down vehicle could have very serious consequences – but I was young, and thought nothing of it – or of the rocks coming my way from this woman.

      But I do remember that towards the later stages of my Kenya stay, aged 35-9 and thus past adolescence, that I did indeed start worrying about things like vehicle breakdown – and in areas that were nothing like as remote as this. And I became decidely more cautious, and aware of others too.

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      • krikitarts says:

        Ah, yes, I clearly remember at least two instances (grosss understatement) when I made very unfortunate decisions that could have turned out quite badly. But forturne seemed (almostd) always to be on my side.

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  2. Meanderer says:

    Wonderful to see this again, my friend.


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