Africa Wild

try to dry its wings

not so bad
still a dry piece
then...

A Kij Kij, I don't understand immediately why the car behind me, take the small sand road on the Botswana side ... not for long -O

A real nightmare, I drove for km, 4x4, I tried to leave this torrent ... what do I say this river, impossible to steer the car. All the dashboard lights lit up ...

and still more water
it's now a major river
on the other side, everybody is stuck

and with children
still more
they are laughing... better than me it seems

and then I saw a shadow at the end of the road
A worker is posing a sign "Road Closed" and wonder if someone is following me
I do not know, I think not ... if he thinks I could watch that comes back !! enough to do in front of me

Even the carcass blooms
A little color in this greyish

Samevloieiing

Arrival at TR, I rushed to the reception, look for the key to my new home and especially alert to avoid passing in Nossob river ...



I get the key to the cottage No. 23 ... and I realize that the deck is about 50 cm high, no steps to get there
I wonder why they ask us our age at the time of booking if it is impossible to allocate chalets with access for people more than twenty
I'm furious, but too tired to return to the reception, today I've had enough.

I build two steps with a large stone and wood bundle, to go to braai, which seems to be at 1 km! everything is slippery, of course, with all this rain! but I will not do the trick of the chalet every time (0)

à suivre...

31.3.2013

It rains for two consecutive days ... it's good for the park, but all is river. I'm still looking for something interesting, but this time, in the Auob river.
And suddenly ... BINGO... again

Mel told me about it two days earlier, but I didn't thought, to find it today
I stay as long as possible, a car stops from time to time, too much rain I think (they love pictures in the first ray of sun or with the last)
I have to go for a natural need to Auchterlonie ... ... with all this rain, and return again
This is wonderful, everything I learned that day...

The Caracal is hiding under a bush, more or less protected from the rain and when the rain falls a little bit less, she, it's a female, returns to his booty, takes so long to dry than she has not time to eat, she must return to her shelter

the wet one

A Jackal pretends to come, she's ready to jump on him, but he realizes that the carcass has already an owner and turned around