MM and Trrp-trrrrrrrr, nice to see you guys around
Those hot days are part of what we really love though, aren't they? Day Two - continued
After a short while, I became bored of the air-con and wanted to drive. This desire was not shared by my family so I went out alone.
Nothing quite soothes me like an 'alone' game drive. I can stop for as many birds as I like without annoying the non-birders of the family. I can watch baboons to my heart's desire. And above all, I can always hear those elusive calls of nature.
I disappeared down the H1-6 river loops and crawled along, birding with vigour.
I found some egrets and a Green-winged Pytilla, which I have only ever seen once near Orpen.
And I was entertained by some baboons
The Laughing Doves were everywhere, crooning and singing their way through my entire two weeks. They were a constant, and it was quite comforting to know they were around. I really do love that patch under their chins, so beautiful.
At the same pool along the road as earlier where I found the Green-backed Heron, I found something quite interesting. Two immature Green-backed Herons were mulling around, playing with each other, and chasing the Water Thicknees away and otherwise amusing me. It was strange that there were two immatures but no adults around anywhere.
With a mere 15 minutes left, I decided to drive down the drive-able portion of the S46. It was awful - what felt like hundreds of speeding cars came racing from the other direction, glaring at me as if they were warning me to get back to the gate, simultaneously chasing all my bird sightings away. I caught a glimpse of a Banded Mongoose clan, who bobbed their heads at me threateningly, and were then chased away by another car before I could capture their antics. So with a sigh, I turned around. Just before the last bend, I saw an old friend, the only one I would see on this whole holiday.
I tried something new on the braai tonight - baby butternuts, seeds hollowed out and the cavity filled with cheese. Turned out to be so lovely and smoky from the fire.
The camp was bustling with the holiday oncomers, nevertheless, the shrieks of the bushbabies and bats calmed us until everyone had left to their own huts. The river shimmered in the evening and night glory as the fireflies lit up occasionally near the pitch dark mass that we knew was the river. All was well.
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