
A few km further we found this lone lioness relaxing in the sun. A large crowd had gathered and we were already crowded out from earlier, so took a quick picture and moved on.

Next was 2 rhino laying head to toe. They were bright enough to get out of the sun

We took the tar section pasted the causeway and found this herd of kudu having a drink, but what was amazing is that the one chap spent the entire time rubbing his head in the mud. Does anyone understand this behavior, or was his head just itchy?

The rest of the drive to Nkuhlu was fairly quiet, but it was close to 2pm and it was boiling hot, so to be expected.
I was shocked at how quiet Nkuhlu was; the heat must have chased everyone back to camp. The kids were shrieking for their food by now, so half a packet of fire light later the boerewors was on the braai, but looking at the small piece of wors on the fire, I thought “what is the rest of the family going to eat”

We allowed the kids a little more freedom to explore, as it was so quiet, but had to still watch them fairly carefully, because the local baboon raiders arrive quickly when the car park starts to empty. The Cow managed to get them to sit still for long enough to take a photo.

I decided to take a stroll around the place and found this lone buffalo trying to keep cool right in front of us.

During lunch, Hawk Eyes decided she would like to choose the route home, but only after they had had their ice cream. After lunch my eyes were starting to close and I had 2 beers at our boerewors braai, so my motivation was at an all time high, therefore agreed to let the kids choose the drive back to Croc Bridge. Supernova had also sent us an SMS saying that things were very quiet down south, which fueled my motivation even more.
On the way, bird hour started, much to The Cows delight, but I was taking strain as those adrenalin charged sightings are more my cup of tea.



The rest of the drive was rather quiet, until we got to Sunset dam and these warthog ran across the road. Two members of the peanut gallery in the back seat shouted “Look at Bushpig go”, this was obliviously a dig at their wild sister, who seemed rather proud of the comments and proceeded to say “I will fart on you”, which shut the sisters up.

Hawkeyes decided she would like to do the S28, but was open to suggestions about the route options. A few minutes into the drive we had a massive buffalo crossing. It must have taken more than 20 minutes for the herd to cross the road, which in this heat, tested my patience, but what we did notice is that there were quite a few collared ones. The peanut gallery in the back seat was also feeling the heat and started on their oldest sister "Your route sucks, we are stuck in a herd of cows”, but fortunately a buffalo came past with a hitchhiker on his back, which gave everyone a laugh and defused the situation.

We decided to stop at Ntandanyathi Hide. At the turn off to the hide, we found a Bateleur and vulture on the ground having a scrap over something, but unfortunately the vulture took off as we stopped and the Bateleur hid behind a log.

There were plenty of baboons around at the hide and no other cars or people, so it was quite a sprint into the hide. All we found was a lone elephant hiding behind some bushes, some giraffe quite far off and this hippo, which was rather stubborn and didn’t want to look at us.

By now we were rather pushed for time and all very tired, so decided to shoot down the S137 and then the S130. The only interesting sighting on the S137 was vulture’s nests; we couldn’t believe how many there were, just about every 2nd tree had a nest in it. The S130 produced all the usual suspects, but generally fairly quiet.
Chantal is very proud of her KNP sunset.

When Supernova and Melly went into Nelspruit the previous day to get their tyre repaired, Melly organized a cheap fishing rod and reel, so Supernova decided to try his hand at fishing in the dam in front of their unit at Ngwenya, while we were still in the park, but bait was the problem, so he decided to use the mini porkies that had spent the day in the car and were a little ripe by now. They worked, because Supernova caught this little chap just before we arrived.

After supper Supernova and I returned to the fishing and the beers, but just as I was getting into it, Chantal started looking at her watch, so I reluctantly loaded the kids in the car and moved off to our unit, but just before I left I put a massive piece of chicken liver, that Melly had purchased in Nelspruit, on Supernova’s hook and threw it in.
Half an hour later my cell phone rang, it was Melly trying to be calm “There’s a snake on our veranda and Supernovas fighting a massive fish and doesn’t know what to do”, so I jumped in my car and shot back down to their unit.
Fortunately the snake was a small house snake.

Supernova’s fish had almost spooled the reel and was now in the reeds on the opposite side of the dam, but on the tackle that we had there was no way of bullying this barbell back to the bank, so after 20 minutes the line snapped, but at least we had some fun.