I often wonder why so much bag and baggage is lugged along for our trips. This trip was no exception. Admittedly camping equipment takes up a lot of space and freezes and other odds and sods eat into any nook and cranny available in the vehicle.
Although we were not camping at Mokala (sometimes one has to treat oneself to a bit of luxury) we would be camping later on our travels.
Loading the trolley GPS (General Purpose Spouse) was soon giving an immaculate performance of a porter at a railway station. Whilst he bumped and bounced his way to our home for two nights, I organised our night drive for the following night.
Paraphernalia packed away -in a higgely-piggeldy order - we settled in for a late lunch and a few moments of R&R.
A little ground squirrel foraged his way across the open area in front of us. It was soon enjoying a midday snack.
Time for an afternoon drive.
Our first sighting for the afternoon was a buffalo - we were soon in mortal eye to eye combat as he gave us "the look". Deciding we were no threat he turned his back and disappeared into the long grass.
As we bumbled along enjoying the birdsong and the approaching evening - a super charged roan flashed across my peripheral vision. Soon followed by a few more. All of them moving at high speed across the rough terrain.
This was something I came to expect. It seemed to me that the animals were intent on getting as far away from us as quickly as possibly. Plenty of blurred photos and "scenic shots" were created from this unfriendly behavior.
We did not stay out very long before returning home to get the fire started and food over and done with so we could enjoy the night sky.
What a pleasure to walk into a spotlessly clean room. Wood ready in the fire-place, beds turned down and a mint chocolate and small flower on our pillows. Amazing how these small touches make all the difference.
A good meal and a cloudless night with almost no light pollution - just the stars and the shadows of zebra and roan drinking from the waterhole in front of the chalet - what more could we ask for?