Margaret was fortunate enough to grow up in a family that prioritized travel, allowing her to see the world from a young age. Family trips took her across the globe, from Panama to Paris, and in between.
Her love for South Africa was sparked at age 15 while on safari with her family. The sheer wonder of rolling hills and pristine wildlife opened her eyes to a world untouched by human hands. Her journeys to Kenya, Zambia, and Zimbabwe fanned the flames, and she returned home knowing that a career in sharing these beautiful destinations would be her calling.
Upon graduation from the University of Virginia, Margaret moved to Boston, where she can usually be found enjoying a beer and a Fenway frank at a Boston Red Sox game or walking the Emerald Necklace.
I'll never forget when…
Towards the end of a sleepy early morning safari, our tracker spotted a few baboons bouncing around the tops of a nearby tree. Cutting the engine to learn a bit more about the social structure of a baboon troupe, we were suddenly inundated with the raucous barking of dozens of baboons.
Sensing trouble, our guide started the engine and tore off in the direction of the frenzy. Turning the corner, we found ourselves looking at a growling male leopard, and completely surrounded by an entire troupe of angry baboons, raring for a fight. The leopard took off towards the only opening in the crowd and the hoard followed suit. As the leopard turned tail, we noticed he had been bitten by one of the larger baboons, opening a gash in his right hip. We followed the chase until the leopard finally made his escape, all the while more and more baboons pouring out of the surrounding bushes in hot pursuit.
Never had I imagined I would see such an instance of the animal kingdom being turned so dramatically on its head, with the lines between predator and prey blurred beyond recognition.