I must apologise for my tardiness in writing this trip report. I seem to be here, there and everywhere
...except at my PC writing a trip report
But without much ado let me try to remedy that. 25 Feb: Bitterpan to Kalahari Tented Camp
As I mentioned we were up and about quite early (pay back time
) and as usual I was having a hard time concentrating on packing.
These two hartebeest made such a pretty picture so I had to sneak a quick pic in
…..but then I was side tracked by a juvenile lanner falcon.
I quickly put packing on ignore..after all most things are too heavy for me to carry
…and I gave the lanner all my attention.
With that a dove landed in the tree right in front of the lanner..talk about breakfast being dished up on a plate.
The lanner was so surprised at this cheeky dove that perched right in front of him that he turned and looked helplessly at me….
Seeing that I am not in the habit of catching doves for breakfast I just shrugged my shoulders and informed the lanner that I had no advice for him. With that the dove realised his faux pax and flew away.
I then heard a not so polite “Are you ready” behind me…..
Of course I am …just doing a final check of the cabin .
Within 30 secs I was in Monty and ready to go. I am not sure what made me check my specs case but when I opened it it was empty…horribly empty.
What now ????
Not again..don’t tell me you have sat on them !!!!!
No ..my glasses’ box is empty…as in no glasses. They must be in the cabin.
A very audible groan was heard…..and ignored !!!!
I rushed into the cabin and to cut a very long story short there were no glasses to be found.
What have you done with your glasses ??
..if I knew what I had done with them I would not be looking for them.
And there was a very simple solution..I could not leave without them..they had to be found ..simple.
I requested five minutes of silence so that I could rethink the situation. Eventually it dawned on me that the last time I remembered using them was when I was photographing the flowers, grass and bugs the previous evening. I sauntered off into the bushes….
Now where are you going ????
…I’m going to look for my glasses..where do you think I am going !!!!
And there half bury under tufts of grass and red sand I found the offending glasses….
There were some grumblings about tying glasses around my neck…there were also grumblings that were put on ignore.
At last we were on our way…..
Somewhere along this beautiful stretch of road to the Auob I realised that we only had two nights left in the park….not a very nice realisation I must admit.
But trying yet again to get the noisy Northern Black Korhaan on camera helped me to forget about that unhappy realization.
Before we knew it our very pretty and scenic drive to the Auob was over……and it seemed the grass was longer and greener in the Auob riverbed.
The road from Bitterpan joins the Auob at Craig Lockhart, one of my favourite waterholes.
Imagine my grumblings when all that was to be found at the waterhole that was worth photographing was a “mielie like plant”
We continued to KTC without seeing one 4 legged creature. As a matter of fact we saw absolutely nothing..not a flying thing nor a jumpy thing nor a scaly slithery thing…..we saw NOTHING !!!!!