Day 2: Grootkolk - what a spot!
After spending a relaxing evening in front of the braai listening to the sounds of the wild, we awoke the following morning to the peace and quiet of Grootkolk.
What a beautiful spot in the bush it is. The 4 chalets are perfectly designed to give each one maximum privacy and you hardly know there is anyone else in the camp.
We decided to have a nice fry-up breakfast, my favourite past time whilst in the bush. As I started frying the bacon and eggs, I heard Gert calling me from his tent on the opposite end of the camp. I looked around the corner and he gestured to me that we should go to the communal eating area as there were some Lions approaching.
Wow! Lions in the camp!
We quickly walked to the communal kitchen and saw 3 male lions, 1 older one apparently the father, and 2 younger sons approaching the waterhole.
After watching for about 10 minutes, they were literally metres away from us at the Waterhole. What struck me about the Lions in the Kgalagadi is that they are scared of nothing, and they are still completely wild. Unlike the ones in the Kruger that are sometimes so used to cars and traffic.
After about 45 minutes, the lions looked like they were settling in for the day at the Waterhole, so we decided we would continue with our breakfast whilst watching the Lions. This seemed almost a sacrilege!
Anyway, our decision to continue with breakfast turned out to be the correct one, because the Lions moved about 100m from the Waterhole and spent the entire day there.
We decided to take a quick drive to Union's End and then get back in time to watch the Lions in the afternoon. On the way to Union's end, we spotted a Cheetah across the road from the Union's end picnic spot.
How lucky were we? We knew this is almost unheard of to have this much luck in the bush. Actually, we had been told that we would see nothing at all at Grootkolk. How wrong they were!
Back at Grootkolk in the afternoon, we watched as the Lions unsuccessfully chased some Warthogs. At around 4pm the Lions had moved off and we could hardly see them anymore.
We decided to start with our braai at sundown, and as we did so a Leopard walked right through the camp between our tents down to the Waterhole. We were all spellbound as it drank its fill and then turned around and headed back directly through the camp. Even sniffing at the stoep of one of the tents before leaving and barking irritably on its way out!
Grootkolk will always be one of my favourite places after these experiences.
Day 3 to follow shortly.