Here is another pic of the lioness and her cubs running down to greet the others at the waterhole. We missed them actually uniting (with a lot of animation), but the memory is special
Tuesday 6 May
Mata Mata to Nossob - or so we thought
(Wannabe nerd won't mind me posting this day as we didn't see much in the way of game)
We woke up bright and early and still on a high after the previous evenings sighting. We decided that instead of rushing out we would pack up camp first and the head off on a leisurely drive to Nossob. We finished packing up camp at about 8.30, and whilst I was getting the permit Debs took this photo of a hornbill:
We then said our goodbyes to Mata Mata and headed off for Nossob.
We had gone about 20kms and suddenly there was a loud "bang" at the back of the vehicle.
What was That?
Probably just a stone - I said forever the optimist!
A bit later......
Gee Debs look at the steering wheel, it's at 90 degrees, we really are going to have to get the wheel alignment done when we get back to CT!!
Then there was this terrible grating noise and we both knew that something bad was wrong and I stopped the bakkie very quickly. Now what!!
We sat there looking at each other not knowing whether to laugh, cry or go hysterical. I think we were just both so scared.
Eventually I got out the bakkie and saw that the right rear wheel was right up against the wheel well (I think that's what it is called) and that we were going nowhere.
All we could do was sit and wait.
I thought the roads were quite busy but waiting for the next car to come past seemed to take forever - about 40 minutes in reality.
Then a kind man travelling south stopped and asked what the problem was. We told him and he headed off back to Mata Mata to alert the authorities. And we waited, smiled at a few passers by and started to panic.
Eventually Bucky, Suej and Texasboer who had been down to Kamqua and were on their way back arrived, having seen nothing except our lions from the previous evening on a porcupine kill
Bucky was like a knight in shining armour.
He told us and the authorities who arrived at the same time along with our first helper (who brought us some cooldrinks etc as well- thanks again) exactly what was wrong and what we needed to do.
Basically we had snapped a leaf spring, which is part of the bakkie's suspension, and the rear axle had shifted as a result. It sounded very expensive to me!!
So we loaded all our stuff out of our bakkie into the other vehicle and set off back to Mata Mata.
Once back at Mata Mata we tried to organise a part to be brought up from Upington. A bit difficult with no cellphone, landline or radio comms available. So we e-mailed TR and hoped they would pick up their e-mails before the supply truck left to Upington the next morning (panic emoticon here)
We then met this Namibian mechanic who was fixing one of Billyf's freinds car who said I could go back with him to his house just across the border to phone TR. So sans passport I went to Namibia!
We got hold of TR and with nothing else to do reset our campsite
and spent an enjoyable afternoon in the camp - saw this guy!
Some type of skenk
That evening we had a really nice braai (potjie) with our new friends, and went to bed worried and car less bunnies...