In his eight years of experience as a ranger in Queen Elizabeth National Park, Uganda, James Kirunda has one stand-out memory that continues to influence the way he approaches his work. But he doesn't remember half of it.
"It was around 4 pm in May 2015 on an especially rainy day. My fellow rangers and I were performing one of our regular extended patrols. This involves scaling across 1,978 km² of the park, which is home to 4 out of 5 of the big game animals. While we were near a neighbouring province, I heard the sound of a bullet in the air. Our team started moving towards the direction of the sound. We were crawling with our noses to the ground in extended file as bullets could fly at anytime—inching closer to the sound. What we saw in the distance stopped us in our tracks: It was a group of poachers removing ivory from one of our elephants. An armed poacher happened to be directly within my range. When he shot the bullet, I jumped in front of a termite hill."
The last thing James remembers hearing is someone yelling, "That ranger is dead." And the last thing he remembers thinking about is Peterson, his then only 2-month-old son.
While James lost consciousness, the team subdued the situation, confiscated three guns, and were able to retrieve the ivory before the poachers fled the scene. And the positive news continued: James regained consciousness a couple hours later with no bullet injuries. The trauma caused by the event, however, lasted years.
"It took me two years to come back to full sense. I kept recalling the scene and what I remember from it. For me, though, this is part of the work. I do what I do because I care about it. I couldn't imagine a reality without elephants. They seek and deserve justice."