Today has been a day for tying up some loose ends and one really big loose end that really needs tying up is this trip report. My apologies for taking so long….I have no excuse except that I gallivant too much.
So yes this trip report was all about why we keep going back to the
KTP….why are we such slaves
KTP has a grip on our souls and I do not think we will ever tire of visiting. Each trip is different ….and they just seem to
get better. Why does each trip seem better than the
previous ones. The
more you visit the
more you let the
park take over…..and you soon realise that it is not all just about the
lions and leopards.
We never have real high hopes or expectations that we will find something really awesome on our drives. We start each game drive with the
same thought “I wonder what the Kalahari
offer us today.” We have learnt to
tiniest of creatures…I mean where else do you find a car load of grownups fascinated by two mice having a squabble in the
road. We return from every game drive having experienced something spectacular...be it a mass of yellow flowers covering the
dunes, 3 cheetah v. brown hyena over a kill or an awesome thunderstorm. Sometimes the
most spectacular thing of all is the
seemingly “nothingness” out there…but you know that there is something out there…and sooner or later it will show itself. It is during these quite times that I think back on our previous trips to the
KTP. Many a drive goes by with “ Remember the
lion kill that we saw here….or remember the
huge puddle that we almost got stuck in. So there is never such a thing as a quiet drive …..we have our Memories to
reflect back on.
We have come a long way since first visiting the
park (which was in 2000 I think)
We started off by camping at Twee Rivieren for a whole week and doing day trips to
Nossob and Mata Mata. Everything went with….. our own 3 kids plus friends, exchange students, bicycles and kitchen sinks, books, games, puzzles. I spent hours before we left drawing up project sheets to
kids busy. Planning meals and packing took days
It probably took us a whole day to
set up camp….but there we stayed for the
whole week. How it has changed. I can probably now pack up for the
KTP in 2 hrs flat…..
Something that has not changed though is the
I still tend to
lose my sense of humour in these temperatures but I am now even contemplating camping at Rooiputs in Feb. How crazy is that !!!!
Can you believe that the
Mata Mata gate looked like this
toilet stops …..
children grew up and Doug and ventured off on our own in Monty. I was so skeptical…but now I love going off in Monty. That added a new dimension to
our trips ..we could now do the
4 x 4 trails.
But staying up on the
hill in Nossob on this last trip brought back a flood of memories and I mean a flood…
I walked onto the
stoep and the
first thing that jumped into my mind was an image of my mom “pole dancing” the
night before the
I then walked into the
chalet and my hair stood on end…I remembered that terrible crash banging thunderstorm that put Nossob under water….and kept us all prisoners for 3 days
I had not been up to
that house on the
hill since the Kalahari
girls vacated it in April 2005….as I say….a flood of memories. I needed to
get out of there and after much “humming and ha-ing” we went off to
Marie se Gat where we had the
best ever sighting of a caracal. Instant mood lifter….
We enjoyed a wonderful braai that night and now my memory of that house on the
hill will be that of Doug covered in the
gem squash that exploded all over him. !!!!!
Maybe now those of you that are not already “ Slaves to the Kalahari
” will have a better understanding of us that are…..we have to
keep going back…it is a simple as that !!!!.
Thank you all for reading my trip report……..
And thank you for the
wonderful and humorous comments