In December 2006 I was there. After trekking through the forests of Volcanoes National Park for a couple of hours we came across our first gorilla, a mother holding her baby. She was not bothered by our presence, and let us observe her in awe. We moved on a bit further and came across the rest of the group, as we stood there watching the great silverback eat, the other smaller gorillas walked by us and climbed the trees around us. That hour I spent with the Kwitonda Family is and will always be one of most magical moments of my life.
My couple of days spent there were unreal and exhilarating, a once in a life-time experience, and a big cat interaction that sat more comfortably with me than some of the others on offer, especially in South East Asia.