- moodiness by the Oom results in less time with me.
Macchappie - how nice to see you here, and to have you and Chaps on our backseat.
Sprocks, eisch, there must be a reason why Theuns and I keep on avoiding you.
Seriously, deo volente
, next time.
Icy cold temperature, accompanied by dense fog, meets us on the highway. At times viz is not more than ten meters, resulting in greatly reduced speed. The fog covers the Mpumalanga landscape like a ‘grey and white matter’ blanket.
A couple of hours later, and after our compulsory pit stop at Milly’s for breakfast and feeding the fish (with fish food)
, we take off again and as the fog has fortunately cleared, we hastily approached Nelspruit, now enjoying the scenery.
After a few compulsory shopping sprees, during which TheunsH was fortunate enough to meet Baffers and his SO, Nibbles, outside C*&^ks, we headed off to Croc Bridge, as we were to spend the first night at Lower Sabie.
I have often wondered if others also perceive the last few kilometers to one of the Kruger Gates to creep by the slowest. And then we were there.
Oh, what a feeling of great fulfillment and contentment that engulfs one on seeing the initial entrance gate, removing seat belts, crossing the river, spotting the first wild life (geese and impala) and then, Reception.
After a very quick and effective check-in, we set off in the direction of Lower Sabie. Theuns was still suffering from Gautengalitis, as to the enjoyment of both the lil’ one and I, he was dutifully ‘strapped in’ again. We quenched our souls' thirst by drinking in the sounds, the smells, the bush, the splendour of the Creation.
Wildlife was abundant on this road.
We noticed an impala with a huge tumor (the first of many tumors we have spotted on animals during this trip??). He seemed a bit under weight and we were wondering for how long he will still be able to swallow… or before he becomes the weakest link in the food chain.
And then our first, and regrettably the last LIT – my favourite animal. We spent some time with his/her majesty, clearly going nowhere.
Next we headed off on the Gomondwane Loop, where we found four lions, Theuns’ favourite animal. Apparently there were also two cubs, but they must have been fast asleep – they obviously follow their parents’ shining example.
A breeding herd of elephants was also on the menu.
It was with sadness that I realised along the way that there will not be a meet of special mites... last time we met the Prings for a braai before the cricket, M367, Scips, Leelee, Geocor, Wackattacks, MM, Dots, DB, Boories, Painter, etc etc.
We were very pleased as we have seen three of the Big Five within 90 minutes of entering the Park. Soon we were at LS, where we parked purely coincidentally next to a car with a yellow ribbon. It was Terry C and Braai Guy, and what a lovely Mother and Son. Great meeting you.
Again, after a quick and effective check-in at LS, we hastened to settle in and take a nap at our perimeter bungalow.PS. Theuns has requested me not to refer to him as Oom. So in future I will refer to him as my Pinkenolsie.