Conservationist/Naturalist
Author/Photographer
Sharon Pincott is an Australian with a passion for
Sharon in 2001
NEWSFLASH
Watch out for a 1-hour television documentary on
Click on this link -
http://www.nhuafrica.com/production-news/interview-with-sharon-pincott-guardian-to-mugabes-elephants/ - to read an interview with Sharon by the Documentary distributors (Natural History Unit Africa), following the completion of the filming.
Her next book (working title 'Masakhe', which means 'to rebuild that which has been broken') - a collection of short stories about her life in the African bush - will also be released April 2012.
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Be inspired by her stories in The Elephants and I. Alternatively decorate your home, office, or place of business with her stunning photographs.
- Photographs
- African wildlife
- African landscapes
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Her Books -
- The Elephants and I - March 2009
- A Year Less Ordinary* - 2006
- In An Elephants Rumble* - 2004
* Out of print
Donations and/or sponsorships to support Sharon's ongoing voluntary work to help protect these elephants are always welcome. (Select the ‘Presidential Elephants’ tab at the top of this page to read more about her valuable work). Basic fuel support, to enable ongoing daily patrols and monitoring, is highly valued. Please email Sharon using the 'Contact' tab above.
Getaway's Elephant Ambassador
In November 2009, Sharon was appointed Getaway magazine's 'Elephant Ambassador in Africa'. She wrote for Getaway about these elephants, the environment and the surrounds every month.
Articles:
Sharon then blogged for Getaway magazine:
Visit www.getaway.co.za/page/sharon-pincott to read news about her elephant friends and adventures. Go ahead ... live vicariously through her accounts!
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An Extract from the Highly Acclaimed
The Elephants and I
(Part 1: ‘Before the Elephants’)
p2 … Australia, New Zealand and Zimbabwe have all, at different times in my life, been ‘home’ to me. They are so diverse, but all are loved, filled with memories of great joy, sadness, and inspiration too. Australia is where I was born, and where I spent the first 30 years of my life.
I come originally from Grantham, a tiny country town in the Lockyer Valley in sunny south-east Queensland – the largest of Australia’s eastern states. I lived there as a child on my parents’ vegetable farm in a wooden house perched on wooden stilts, prudently designed to catch the breeze. The sprawling fields outside sometimes lay freshly ploughed, although they more frequently boasted a cover of bright green leaves as far as my young eyes could see.
I grew up with three sisters. First-born was Genevieve. Just one year later came Deborah, followed by me and then Catherine. When we were old enough, we woke at dawn and crawled out of bed to earn pocket money washing cucumbers, or rubbing the husks off dried pumpkin seeds. More often though, we crawled out of bed to catch cabbages, which were cut and then thrown to us by our father. These were packed into big square wooden crates and transported to markets in Brisbane, the thriving capital of Queensland.
From a tender age I was at ease with the outdoors and with animals, finding even themost peculiar creatures endearing ...
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p7 ... My friends thought I had it all. Yet a fire burned in my belly for Africa, and no matter how often I visited, I lived with a fierce longing to return. I was always planning my next trip, and living on memories of my last – elephant giants, majestic and free, wandering with great dignity across the open plains, rumbling their contact calls; the exquisite reflections of elegant giraffes enjoying their evening drink; the deep throaty call of a black-maned lion, part of the splendid dusk symphony.
The African bush was where I felt whole.
As Africa beckoned – my enthusiasm for my career already gone – my liking for the lifestyle I still led quickly began to fade too. Frequent shopping sprees provided only fleeting pleasure, temporarily masking the unsettled feeling I had. Too much that cannot be bought was still missing from my life. I began to feel like a stranger in my own home. I heard the call of Africa ....
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Select The Elephants and I tab at the top of this page to read more or to find out how to purchase a copy of the book.
(Sharon's royalties from the sale of this book help to fund her ongoing voluntary work with The Presidential Elephants of Zimbabwe)
