With a very fully loaded Jap, we arrived at a very quiet Polentswa waterhole, and after waiting a few minutes, we decided to carry on down to Nossob.
We were about a kilometre past the turn off to the Polentswa campsites, which in turn is about a kilometre south of the waterhole, when we came upon a procession of two or three vehicles heading in our direction.
The reason for the congestion was this cheetah walking along the road
With a fully laden bakkie, reversing along the road was not the easiest task to undertake. So eventually I had to do one of those 8 point Kalahari turns
The cheetah found it much more amusing than I did.
Now ahead of the cheetah and the following entourage, we decided to go back to the waterhole, and take our chances that she would come down and drink, in which case we would be parked in a good position.
After what seemed an eternity, and not without quickly going back to the road to check on her progress, our plan paid off.
She cautiously made her way down to the waterhole
And finally after a lot of checking around to ensure all was safe, she came to drink
We watched her in awe as she drank, thinking how fortunate we were that our cheetah drought had finally been broken.
Having sated her thirst, she then left Polentswa and headed back to the road and carried on north.
We decided not to follow, as there were quite a few vehicles now in attendance, but rather to carry on down to Nossob
We arrived there in the mid afternoon, and were fortunate enough to find that Ron had reserved us a nice shady campsite, right next to theirs
Once we had set up camp, we spent a bit of time at the waterhole instead of going out for a drive
Followed by an enjoyable potjie that evening
But of course, this is the best one - very Close up 
At some Point in her cheetah life, Caster had also roamed the Auob side.
