Mark Roland Shand (28 June 1951 – 23 April 2014) was a British travel writer and conservationist, and the brother of Camilla, Duchess of Cornwall. Camilla married Charles, the Prince of Wales in 2006. That is the first sentence of his Wikipedia entry. I am sure that being privileged meant that he could become a travel writer and go off to India for months and ride an elephant. That line is not in Wikipedia although he does allude to it in his afterword.
Anyway, I did enjoy the book. It’s not Theroux by any stretch as Theroux does not like gimmicks when travelling. What could be a bigger gimmick than riding an elephant for 750 miles in India? Shand makes the elephant, called Tara, the star of the show. She sounds like a wonderful elephant and damn intelligent as well. I found her intelligence fascinating. I’ll give you an example. She was walking very slowly and gingerly at one point and to show Shand why she picked up the small sharp stones from the path with her trunk and put them on her head so he could see the issue. He immediately understood why she was taking her time. Wow.
The journey meanders through forests, game parks with man-eating tigers (no joke), lakes, ancient run-down palaces, colonial dwellings, villagers where the inhabitants throw rocks at them and cities. Colourful characters are met on the way. You know what I mean by colourful? Extrovert or, in some cases, dangerous, religious, angry, sweet, respectful, crazy and a lot of times, drunk. Quite an adventure.
What comes through is Shand’s love of Tara the elephant. If he could have got married to her I actually think he would have. There was such a connection. Alright, maybe that’s going too far but he really loved her and you can see why. ‘She pulled me even closer and we rested against one another, like lovers in a long embrace’.
His obituary in The Telegraph reads ‘But while travelling in India in 1988, Shand come across an emaciated captive female elephant being used for begging purposes by her owners: “My mouth went dry,” he later wrote of the moment when he first saw her. “I knew then that I had to have her.” He bought the animal, named her Tara and rode her 750 miles from Konarak on the Bay of Bengal to the Sonepur Mela, the ancient elephant trading fair at Patna on the Ganges. Travels on My Elephant (1992), his account of the journey, was a bestseller and won him the Travel Writer of the Year Award.’
He would go on to campaign for the Asian elephants’ survival and would head up one of the most successful elephant conservation charities in the world. He details this is the Afterword that was penned in 2012. Can’t argue with that. Great stuff.