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In
the mid 1950’s
William Holden went to Africa on a hunting safari. It
was a time well before the independence of sub-Saharan
Africa, well before mass tourism and well before the
word “conservation” was in popular use. It was a time
when Africa was a destination for intrepid travelers,
soldiers of fortune, colonists and hunters.
If
you were on a
“proper” safari, it took
quite a while and a
considerable amount of cash |
to go after the “Big 5”
prize (elephant, rhino, lion, leopard and buffalo), and
so Bill and his two friends, one American and one Swiss,
were in East Africa for many weeks. It was also the time
of the Mau Mau, the freedom fighters of the Kikuyu tribe
who fought the war of independence. The Mau Mau hid in
the mountain forests of the Abadares and Mt. Kenya –
which was also the place where upcountry inns were
located. The inns provided hunters with a place to
“repair” for a few days while their camp was moved to a
new hunting block, but were now empty of clients.
There
was one inn that was
the favorite “repairing” spot for Bill and his pals and
by some quirk of fate it was for sale! After many drinks
and lots of dreams the three bought the inn and turned
it into the Mt. Kenya Safari Club. “The Club” was a
watering hole for the glitterati and crowned heads of
the 1950’s and 1960’s, and the hotel’s “gold book” was a
veritable “Who’s Who” of that decade.
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The club is located
on the equator at 7000 feet above sea level on the
slopes of Mt. Kenya which towers above the gardens and
forests beyond the club. The view from the veranda bar
alone is worth the trip. The inn was transformed into
what became the most beautiful hotel in East Africa. The
roughly 65 acres of grounds that comprised the Safari
Club were surrounded by a 2000 acre mixed farm owned by
a retired major in the British army. When the land came
up for sale in 1960 it was a turning point in Bill’s
life and in the life of a young American named Don Hunt. |
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Don
Hunt was associated
with animals for most of his life at the time when he
came to East Africa to film some episodes for his
successful U.S. children’s TV show called Bwana Don. He
too was captivated by a fascination for all things East
African, but most of all, he and Bill cemented their
relationship through their love of nature and the
extraordinary wildlife in their midst. As kindred
spirits, they shared their concern for the herds of
animals whose numbers were beginning to diminish,
however subtly. What began as an ongoing discussion
became a reality when the major’s land came up for sale
and the Mount Kenya Game Ranch was born.
It
is important to remember
that conservation, preservation, and even the concept of
“ecology” were ideas that would only become popular
vernacular many years after the creation of the Mount
Kenya Game Ranch. Green movements in the US and the UK
brought wildlife conservation awareness to the world
through tee shirts bearing the face of a baby seal that
came onto our streets and into our lives.
Bill
and Don were joined by
Julian McKeand, then a professional hunter and Iris
Breidenbend, who became Iris Hunt. Together they created
a game ranch with captive breeding programs of 37 East
African species and an animal orphanage where Iris has
raised generations of rescued orphans, sometimes
bringing them back to health from the brink of death.
One of the most rare
species on the game ranch is the East African bongo (a
shy medium sized forest dwelling antelope). The partners
made the bongo the symbol of the game ranch and its
logo.
Throughout his life,
William Holden continued his wholehearted support of the
game ranch and often referred to it as the greatest work
of his life, over and above all of his films. William
Holden’s untimely death in 1981 brought his life to an
end but not his work. In 1973 William Holden brought
another person into his life and into his dream,
Stefanie Powers, who was swept up by Bill’s contagious
enthusiasm for Africa and together with the Hunts,
formed the William Holden Wildlife Foundation to carry
out the unfinished work and carry on with the dream. |