Just a couple of commments before moving forward.Breakfast
By the time we stopped for breakfast, my legs were feeling the walk. My shoes were behaving remarkably well... my tummy was not.
I was really worried that I would have to go hungry. Mellory had put all kinds of yummy goodies out to be taken. I had looked at the fruit, the juice, the water, the crisps, the little oat bar, and .. and .. and....
Only this is the meanderer. I remembered that I needed to fetch something from the tent and promptly forgotten to pack my bag.
I had been eyeing Duncan's haversack on the walk... this did not look big enough to be carrying food.
It was dusty, windy and MM was kicking herself.
When we sat down to rest later at a little koppie, Duncan pulled out a tuppeware filled with little boerrie rolls. In another tuppeware there were little bits of chicken left over from the braai.Never, ever has tuppeware looked so good. The black rhino.
Louise explained to us at one point what was needed to be a first rifle on a walk. These guys are responsible for our lives.
We were in open savannah, in actual fact we could see Nkumbe look out in the far distance. The wind was very strong and the animals were extremely skittish. Our view of the black rhino was excellent.
Fortunately for us, the wind was carrying out scent away from where he was running. If the wind had turned, we would have been his target of curiosity.
It was clear that Duncan and Louis were not only watching the rhino, but also looking for barriers and trees, should the rhino come our way.
Louis explained that a ranger needed to experience 50 incidents before he was considered proficiant. The encounter with the blackie would be considered an incident. Anything could have happened and it was essential that the rangers had considered all eventualities.
The chilled blackie often seen close to Lower Sabie.
By the time we arrived back at the chariot, I was thristy, thirsty, thirsty. I was having auditory hallucinations about cracking a can. Seldom has a can tasted so good.
Back at camp we were greeted with a lunch of note.
A round of applause for the cooks.
They had anticipated that we would be hot and hungry and prepared a visual culinary delight.
The afternoon was free for showering, sleeping, talking.. or whatever.