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Unread postPosted: Tue Sep 19, 2006 11:56 am 
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Other than those really old pictures, which are REALLY old, my memories come from the late 50's and 60's when each year we would drive from Scottburgh/Durban all the way to Kruger for our Xmas holiday. In those days it was quite a trip.
We would always have a meat pie in White River -why did I always get the clove- and buy all our supplies as there was only tinned food in Kruger.

There were refrigerated lockers to keep the meat cold at the camps and you had to walk to the loo at night after listening to everyone talk about hyenas in camp around the camp-fire!

You always knew what everyone else had seen because you kept meeting people in the bathrooms, the kitchen and at the fire.

You would always have all the car windows open - no a/c and my brother would sit on the window sill (it was okay then!!) and spot. Once he broke the child safe window which would then not wind up and when we got close to baboons, he made me sit there!! For the new folks, the baboons always climbed onto your car in the old days.

The car broke down regularly, and when my dad got out to try and make repairs we would all be terrified he would be eaten.

We did not have that many braais as the quality of the meat was not great, (especially when not kept properly refrigerated) but would put the stewing meat with veg into the old black communal camp stove at lunch ready for dinner, to be eaten with lots of rice. One night my mother tripped in the pitch dark - no lights - and dropped the dinner. With no restaurant or food anywhere and with 5 hungry mouths, she kept her mouth shut, scraped up the top layer, added a can of baked beans and popped it back into the oven. Game reserve stew is a favourite to this day - recipe on request - and totally fool proof.

We would regularly get trapped on the Salitje road by huge herds of buffalo or wildebeest trying to get back to camp at night.

A day out in Kruger consisted of driving from Skukuza to Tshokwane, where there was a pit toilet and the sausage tree thatch with a fire and hot water. After sandwiches and tea, the long dusty road back to Skukuza again. There was one tree which was famous because it always seemed to have a male lion underneath it. This was before they built all the dams so it was a long dry trip.

We never went to the North as the park was closed at that time of year.

Oy, I'd better stop as I already feel about hundred years old, and could probably carry on for hours!! But must ask, does anyone else remember the big bags of elephant biltong?

One month and one day to go!! :lol:

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What a lovely story. Thanks Rose and welcome to the forum!


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Hi Rose and welcome :)
Please tell us more and have a great trip.


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Yup , still remeber the biltong - and the bun fight to get to it before it was all sold out :lol:

Ahh yes , they old tshokwane - we had a touch of it this year when we got there really early and had brekfast before all the other people came and tuned it into the mini market mall effect it is now :lol:


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Fantastic memories, Rose.
You can still buy elephant biltong in the park today although I dont think it's from South African elephants. It's normally sold in a brown paper bag with the details of the contents written on with felt tip. Think it comes from Namibia. It is delicious!


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Tshokwane, where there was a pit toilet and the sausage tree thatch with a fire and hot water. After sandwiches and tea, the long dusty road back to Skukuza again.


And as we sat drinking our mugs of "koffiehuis" we fiercely debated the issue of the main roads being tarred, convinced that this would ruin the entire atmosphere at KNP.

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Thanks for the welcome, angels and musketeers. My goal is to get at least one Kudu, so I will be typing away with a smile on my face for a while yet. :P

This is my second shot as the first one got lost – teach me to write essays! :cry:

Visiting KNP in the late 60’s, early 70’s, as a teenage girl, from about 14 to about 19 years old, with my sister Lizanne, two years older, and my divorced Mother, gave me some pretty unique experiences. We had been going to Kruger all our lives and our entertainment consisted of playing card games, listening to my mother’s tales about her time as a locum in South-West Africa and begging her for the next episode in the incredible stories that always seemed to be stopped, just when you had to know what happened next. But that changed as we grew up.

At that time, no single women were employed in KNP, and there were many, many young men working on the construction of the NEW tar roads and working in the park. We sometimes felt they must be radioing ahead (no phones in those days) to our next camp as we often had barely closed the hut door when some young man was knocking on the door.

‘Tannie, can your two dogters come to the braai/pool/party tonight please?’ My Mother would put on here sternest face, ask about chaperones, issue instructions on curfews and drinking, and when they seemed sufficiently intimidated would give permission. Lizanne and I were invariably killing ourselves laughing behind the door, as my mother worked full time and we had been going on holiday alone to our Dad for years without this amount of supervision. My Mom knew what she was doing, though, and we were treated like Queens by these young men. :)

As you can imagine, the competition to have some young thing hanging on your every word brought out the best and the most gory Kruger stories, so how much is true is anyone’s guess. I will definitely be contributing to camp fire stories!! But this one is true, so here it stays.

My most memorable evening was spent at the Skukuza staff pool in the company of a young man named Les. The only guest pool at the time was at P’kop, so an invite to the staff pool was pounced on and he was quite a dish and at least 20, so my little heart was fluttering. The evening started with a sighting of a hyena – my first night drive animal – and after the swim he spent hours telling us stories.

He had just finished a story about one evening when they switched on the lights in the Skukuza staff village club-house to change the movie reel and noticed there was a pride of lions sitting at the glass windows watching the movie with them, when REAL lions starting roaring. REALLY LOUD! :shock:

It was pretty scary, but after all the pool was fenced in much better than the camp fencing, with a good strong game gate!

‘Ok folks, time to go.’ came Les’s voice. ‘Aren’t we safe here?’ from me. ‘Oh, no, the lions drink here regularly, they just jump the game gate, and they’ll probably be here in about 30 minutes.’ I clutched Les’s hand very tightly on the long walk back in the pitch dark to the cars parked in the CLUB-HOUSE parking lot!! Lizanne was much braver than me and asked if we could go looking for the lions, so we drove to the golf course! I wanted no such thing, seeing a lion in day-light is one thing, but at night!! Thank goodness we didn’t see any!! (Yes, I am a wimp, but I could tell you lion stories that would make your hair stand on end!!)

The next morning, my mother said, ‘Rose, what were you dreaming about, you kept calling “Les, Les, help me, ….etc, etc” Oy!! Every holiday to KNP thereafter, I was teased mercilessly. :redface: (Les, if you’re reading this, know I remember you fondly to this day!)

Anyway, I don’t know whether you are bored to tears to this, but if you want more, let me know – I seem to recall Les telling us something about a leopard…. (I have my Mother’s example to follow after all)

One month to go!!
Rose :lol: :lol: :lol:

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This is my second shot as the first one got lost – teach me to write essays! :cry:

The first one you posted here I think.
But thanks for the story! Now we know Wildtuinman (WTM)'s real name! It's Les! He's always creating cardboard animal figures, and planting them everywhere. Good trick to get a lovely young woman in your arms... :wink:

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Thanks for sharing that lovely story!

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mgrantx, thanks for that story and please give us more :D


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Welcome to the Forum Rose ! :D

Bored by your stories !? :shock:
No way :!: :!: :!:

Please I would like to hear many, many more of those stories :wink:

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The mode of transport to wilderness trails in the early to mid 80's was Land Rover station wagons , the days before anything as outlandish as an open safari vehicle was allowed . The trails camps had showers that were fed by a dustbin which if you wanted warm water one had to fill with a bucket you filled from the central water boiler (ancient itsself) and then emptied into said dustbin after climbing up the ladder behind the shower unit . Todays showers have gas geysers , electronically ignited on top of it .
For the campfire a paltry few bags of exotic wood are supplied , which the last occasion I was on trail had to be fanned alive a number of times .
Even the tea and coffee kettles are gas heated .
While we understand the need for progress and the need to conserve wood , why do they not save energy by driving the trailists around a bit less , we were in the vehicle around 3 hours (excluding the time from the pick up point to the trails camp to get to where the walks started .)
... but those those were the days ...

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