Sunday 29th March
We knew we wouldn’t get out for an early drive as there was a whole mob to pack
Some of them even wanted breakfast first.
Eventually all was packed and it was decided that BusyB and Ben would travel with us and leave her vehicle to J and D.
We were all a bit sad to leave as we were headed back to the “real” world – not a cheerful thought after a week in the green Kalahari. We could all have, quite happily, stayed another week (or two).
Our jackals – rather sandy – were about to bid us farewell
They reluctantly moved off the road to make way for us and did their vanishing in the grass trick
You guys gone yet ?
We saw all the usual suspects, including another cobra, but hubby was in “going home” mode so we didn’t stop for pics
We looked for the cheetah at 14th but the grader was busy grading the loop so there was no game around at all.
Just before 13th we came across a tawny eagle in the road. Hubby, unfortunately, got too close before he stopped and the bird flew up into a tree. This is what he had designs on for his breakfast
Quite an upset puff adder.
While we took pics of him, he made good his escape
We did feel a bit sorry for the tawny though
We actually didn't know that they would try to take snakes of that size
We found a steenbokkie almost willing to pose
And near Urikaruus was a large pride of lions
They were quite far away, under a tree, in long grass, so it is not a good pic.
One young male had a huge scar on his one back leg. Sure I had read something somewhere about him, but have no idea where. Ring any bells for anyone ?
Kamqua was, once again, packed, so it was a quick loo stop and munch in the car
There was far more traffic than the day before as well.
Auchterlonie was also packed – with people parked all over the place – including facing the wrong way around the circle and just parked, blocking traffic
That made us feel a bit better about leaving
We are not fond of crowds.
Just to reinforce that opinion, we picked up a real idiot along the next stretch. He would take off in a cloud of dust and roar off into the distance, only to stop a bit later, blocking the entire road, to look at a springbok or gemsbok and then repeat the process.
Had Ben not been in the car I think hubby’s language would have been choice
We were very happy to see him drive up to one of the lookout points.
He did, however mange to make J really angry by flying past us doing at least 60 kph over the dunes towards TR.
We called in at Samevloeiing (with sms’s coming in non-stop) but, as it was now the middle of the day, the animals were sheltering under trees in the riverbed.
At Twee Rivieren, J saw the idiot at reception, so she charged in and laid a complaint against him. He instantly claimed he didn’t speak English and didn’t know what she was on about. The policeman there was very nice and just warned the “gentleman”
that he should abide by the speed limit and made him look at the rules on the back of his permit again. He was not driving a hire car. They told J they would act if any more complaints against him were made.
TR was very busy. It took us an hour to fill both vehicles and pump up the tyres.
We had an sms from SK to say they were safely back in Cape Town, and then we bade farewell to KTP until next time. And we all agreed that there would be a next time