We woke up bright and early, ready to make our way to Skukuza by 3. We drove the H4-1, noticing all the cute impala babies along the way.
From the S1, we took the S65 on the way to N'waswitshaka waterhole, and about 1km down the road we met up with some wild dogs, who vanished in a minute or two, no photos, they were in one hell of a rush
However, along the S1 back to Skukuza we came across another wild dog, alone and injured, calling and limping down the road.
He disappeared into the bush soon after we saw him.
We arrived at Skukuza around 2, had lunch, checked the river and parked the car at the designated parking lot. At 3 a driver arrived, asking where everyone was, as only one person had arrived. At 3.20 we began to load the trailer with our bags, cooler boxes, and lots of beer from the S African guys
The people on the trail were:Dan
- Alone. American. Studied in Cape Town, in KNP for the first time before going to do some work in India. Very kind and sweet. Shirley
- A blonde Australian, here with her friend, Anne. Quiet, kind. Ann
- With Shirley. A brunette Australian. Spunky, loud, fun. Always ready to try something new, wanting to experience the 'kind of wildlife you have out here in Africa' Travis
- Very loud, loved beer. Great spotter, photographer. Ryan
- Kind. Our official fly-swatter.
Loved crocodiles. Scared if we left the gate open Dave
- Father of Ryan and Travis. Charming and talkative, happy to give his two cents worth. Very Friendly.
All in all we had an amazing group, a pleasure to be with. (except that none of them would bird, and look at me funny when I did
We drove towards Tshokwane, and saw ellies, buff, rhino, giraffe, warthog, birds
, and more. We drove onto a no entry road on the S35, seeing a hyaena, who disappeared in a flash.
We arrived at our neatly nestled camp, ready to face the days ahead, excited and cautious.
Dave and Shirley
The camp was beautiful.