Our route to Kubu was via Letlhakane and Mmatshumo a distance of about 328 kilometers. Now this seems comparatively simple until you see the roads spider webbing across in front of you. This is were tracks for africa is a wonderful addition to your navigation devices. Newbie and I did not have tracks for africa - just the gewoner maps for the GPS.
At Lethakane we parked under some trees whilst the group leader and Newbie popped off to collect our permits and reservations for Kubu.

This gave my sister and I a chance to catch up without other people around us.
The collection of paper work was painless and we were soon back on the road. Newbie and I laughing, talking and singing (me-croaking) along to ridiculous cd's we were playing and generally enjoying each others company.
A sign board had us both in fits of laughter. Newbie is as sharp as a tack and a sense of humor second to none. Many a times we would be doubled up gasping for breath as we egged each other on with stupid and irrelevant comments.

We never did see the adventure camp - but we did see a big empty cement "swimming pool" - whether or not this is an existing adventure camp or not I have no idea. The thought of a swimming pool or a cold shower was a dream beyond our reach at this stage.
Newbie kept asking me to describe the pans. I told him to be patient we would soon see them. I know he had seen pictures - he had heard about them often enough - but nothing can prepare you for the reality. If you have never seen the pans - you cannot imagine the magnitude and the impact a vast nothingness has on you. On the far horizon majestic palm trees reach for the clouds - but as you get closer your realize they are purely a figment of your imagination. I was curious to see whether he saw the palm tree mirages in the distance. I do know I am not the only one who has seen them!
After wending our way along the chosen "road" by our intrepid leader - at last - the pans were in sight. It took a few moments for Newbie to realize I was no joking when I said the pans were in view.

We slowly made our way down onto the actual pans and stopped to take in and try and absorb the history and atmosphere of the moment. Was definitely a time to stretch our legs and have brunch.


Time to move on and find our way to Kubu Island.