Anyway, I sat at the mudhole and it was very nice, no cars nor animals!
But many doves!
I phoned my uncle and caught up on some family time!
He did at one stage ask me when gates were closing, as it was a bit dark. I said 6pm....but it WAS getting dark, and I was 200 km east of him!
(I had the same problem as Flutts, and at last clicked it must be 5:30, so left chop-chop...bye mudhole!
) Just made it back to camp!
And a lovely evening with them, I must say! She tells most of the story on her trip report, and it was very nice, as she says.
I slept lekker late the next morning as I was a bit feverish, but when I went out to the car I found this...
I immediately checked if all my eggs were in one basket, which they were, and tried to remember if I had enraged someone the previous night, and this was a warning?
Anyway, I made a marvelous 4-egg breakfast with toast and Marmite, perfecto! A very big patio there, No. 20 I think, with functioning hotplate and everything!