Just for good measure and to maybe assist the wildebeest mother in recognising her baby here is a pic of the baby and her mother

While all this was going on, a few other things were happening.
Michele and her entourage arrived at the sighting,
and as things were happening pretty slowly,
Debs was distracted by these dubbeltjies on the side of the road.

as well as a sandgrouse or two

and some more Wildies
(No I am NOT the father!!!!!!!)

And a bit further on a Ground scraper thrush not on the ground, but in its nest.

And two plat lions on a kill, just north of Sitzas.

We eventually arrived in Mata Mata and I went to reception to see if anyone could assist with my bakkie’s ailments.
I was given good news and bad news.
The good news was that the man was out sleeping the roads,(not that we had seen him, but anyway)
and the bad news, he would only be back after lunch.
No problem, we had things to sort out in Mata Mata, including linking up our battery to electricity and chilling with Megan, who had stayed in camp.
I also noticed that my bull bar was just about history by now. Long story, but after about 8 KTP trips, a lot of welding and more corrugations, the bull bar had finally given up the ghost.
Eventually, Doug arrived back in camp, and being the star he is, we gave the Jap a nose job, and finally removed the offending appendage,

whilst Melissa served cocktails to the rest of the crew
