Our last day......
We were allowed to sleep in a little bit as this last walk was not going to be too long. After some “Boere troos” (Tea for G as usual) and we were off. We got dropped off next to the road, and off we went. I saw the most magnificent sunrise of the whole trip, and I think all of us were trying our best to slow everything down, as we knew this was the last walk. At this stage we noticed a car along the bridge, and Major General (Allison) and I were discussing how funny it would be to write “Help us” in the riverbed (if I were them, I would have phoned us in...”how dare people be so lucky to be walking in the bush” is what Graeme and I discussed afterwards).DSC_9639
by Graeme and Nicky
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We winded through grass and river bed, saw a buffalo on the opposite side, went through an area which smelled just atrocious (baboons were roosting there the night before) and then...before we knew....we were back at Camp. In hind sight, we were walking right were the baboon festivities went on the night before. (Duncan/Louis: how did you guys manage a wink though this?)
Back at camp we were treated to special eggs, toast, cereal, etc. We sat around the table reminiscing already about the days that had passed. We were already missing bush camp.(Mellory/Hooligan/Click-Click: please post final group picks)
Afterwards we packed up and cleaned out our tents and we were set to go. (Note to future visitors: clean your own tent! The HR’s has a LOT-TO-DO before leaving).
Whilst being dropped off at Skuks, we entered from another point, entering at the “second staff village?”.
We said our goodbyes, exchanged details, and we went our separate ways (MM=BL; G&N=S; +AP+CH+CC=Great goodbyes)How quickly a person gets accustomed to one another, in such a way, that you actually feel a pang of sadness after only a few days spent together....
Graeme and I were some of the lucky ones that still had some time left in KNP and we were off to Croc Bridge.
We had some interesting birdies along the way...and then....as only in the South (du-du-du-du (ominous sounds)) ....a SCRUM!
We believe it was lion, but decided to rather move on as we were already lucky enough to have had two sightings; just to be rewarded, not 3km’s down the road, to:DSC_9783
by Graeme and Nicky
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For those of you that have not been to Croc bridge lately, I would like to mention that the reception area has been moved to the Park Gate entrance side and there is a lovely little curio shop next to it (no doubt that it’s aimed rather at our foreign friends).
We ordered a toasted cheese and ‘mato sarmie (WOW) for the road the next day, as we had already bought cheese boerie (from Skuks, thanks Louis) and a T-bone for our braai. So dazed we were with our SRBC experience, that we never thought of anything else until Graeme said: “are we only having meat tonight?” So back of to the Parks shop and we got one of those ready meals, rice and veg, and that was our dinner.
The Safari tent no 8 (SanParks, not our own) was lovely, right next to the fence, and before long, a hyena made its appearance. How privileged I felt when our neighbours were awing at this beauty, and I knew, what I had just experienced. We lit the fire, reminisced a bit more, showered quickly, and sat down for a lovely glass of Merlot and some bush TV.
I would like to share with you that Graeme and Bush babies, have some special connection. On every visit, we have at least one visit from them. We had a 25min interaction on a previous visit to Punda, were he/she just sat in the tree while I snapped away. On another occasion, we had two chasing each other, playfully, while we were just sitting on the porch, watching them. Well you ain’t seen nothing yet....
While watching “bush TV”, Graeme looked up and said: “who invited you?” and there, on the table, sat a Lesser Bush baby, watching us for a change. Once noticed though, he was quick to be on his way and we were left with smiles and a warm fuzzy feeling.....
To be continued.......