The elephant that we saw.
The weather during our visit was actually very nice. We only had two really warm days, on the day off our arrival and the day of our departure. The rest of the time it was either overclouded with short periods when the sun break trough and then it was really hot, or it was raining.
soaking wet ostrich male and female.
Ostrich babies that spend the night in camp
Mountain covered in cloud blanked.
On our way down to Matlabas Zyn Kloof on the 4 x 4 route we came across this steam.
Notice the colour of the water. (It looks as if the parks board has issued all the animal corps with soap to wash. Witch they did, probably a bit higher up the steam.) Some sort of chemical must have washed down with the water. I have never seen this before.
At Matlabas Zyn Kloof I took a photo of this palm tree.
Totally out of context with the rest of the vegetation. It’s a clear indication that somewhere in the past there was a homestead. I just wonder how did they get down the mountain with out 4 x 4 vehicle and how long did it take them to travel down the mountain and up again.
On two afternoons, of course there was a lady doing Yoga in the nude! On the second day My neighbour wanted to know what is going on, I told him that she tanning her cheeks, he was of the opinion that nobody will believe him if he tell this story and took a photo whilst she was standing on her hands and knees.
One day we visited the bush camp, as the call of nature was really big. What a disappointment to see the condition that it was in. Some of the hut door was standing open and the inside was covered with bird and dassie dung.. The condition of the toilet was shocking, there were even women under wear lying around and no running water. Luckily we had our own toilet paper with us. Is it possible that the bush camp is only maintained and cleaned when they expect guests?
Busch camp hut.
The second last day with our arrival back at the camp the fun really started. A young lady took out a violin and stated plying on it next to the fence on the inside of the camp. A blouwildebeest standing on the outside of the camp gave a warning grunt, shook his head, you only saw saliva from his mouth flying in all directions, stamped his front feet on the ground. This kept on for some time. The blouwildeeast grunting, shaking his head and stamping his feet on the ground and she kept on paying her violin. It really looked as if she was trying to teach the animals to dance. Every body that witnessed it could not stop laughing.
Later that night as we had our dinner six rhino’s where feeding just outside the camp.
The next moment I heard a sound of grass being cut, when I looked up the rhino who was injured a couple of days before, was feeding not 5 meters away from me. I never saw him moving closer to me. I got a fright of my life; with one movement I was standing on the other side of my bakkie, placed my tray with food on the bakkie opened the door and went for my camera. (Why I went for my camera I don’t know) I did all of this with out spilling my food on the ground.
Still in shock I started taking photographs of the animal only to realise that the flash is not working. With shaking hand I have put the flash on without adjusting the camera and took another two photo’s. Needless to say it was not very good photos. The rhino did not like this and moved closer to my chair behind the bakkie where I sat moments before enjoying my meal. I then realised that my Johnny Walker were still standing next to my chain. I spoke out and told the Rhino, don’t you dare to drink my whisky “boetie” because then it will be you and me. (An idle threat) I don’t know what I would have done if he did. Maybe offer him another one? And joined him. Eventually he went of and almost tripped on the tent ropes of my caravan. To my amazement my pants were still clean. This incident made me realise that I can still jump at my age.
In short, Marakele is breath taking beautiful. But it is not our beloved Kruger.