Up at about 5.30am on the 6th, a quick coffee with Jumbo and off to Croc Bridge I went, we had arranged to meet Arks at Afsaal for a skottel brekkie at 10.
I decided to take the H5, usually a good road for me but today nothing
I probably missed lots as it can be difficult spotting on your own, wonder how many cats I missed?
Took the S102 past Mpondo Dam and realized I didn’t have a lot of time left to make the brekkie at 10 so I started going at about 30kph and the animals started appearing
warthogs, giraffes, ellies, kudu, I finally arrived at Afsaal at 10.10 after doing the last stetch on the H3 at 50kpm.
Guess what, Arks was also a bit late and arrived about 5 minutes after me
We were treated to a fantastic champagne skottel brekkie cooked by Bosveldkoning and we chatted away like long lost friends.
Left the great company about 12.30 and I headed towards Berg-en-dal, Arks to Biyamiti and Jumbo and BVK to Malelane gate. Arks had not seen rhino and just after we left Afsaal, guess what, we found 2 rhino just before Renosterpan. I took the S118, then S119 calling at the Gardenia hide. I saw wildebeest, zebras, warthogs, impalas and more ellies on the way.
I quickly left the ellies as they had young ones and they were on both sides of the road again only to find another lone ellie taking a mudbath.
A brown snake eagle landed in the riverbed to take a drink and there were lots of those lovely red dragonflies
I arrived at Berg-en-dal and started to unpack, within seconds I had vervets trying to help me, couldn’t leave the car or bungalow door open but they soon realized I had nothing for them and went to help some other new arrivals
I relaxed on the stoop, planning my route for the following day, my Lowvelder newspaper and Kruger Times were on the table as I was hoping to read them later. I lit a fire for the ambience and went in the bungalow to start the tuna pasta I had decided to have for supper. I came out about 10 minutes later to find it had rained but only about a meter wide stretch all over my table.
My map and papers were wet through but my fire was burning brightly, funny things happen in Kruger
I had my supper, a couple of cold castles, an Amarula nightcap, watched the stars and listened to the nightjars, a perfect end to a perfect day