and to continue...
Well I went to sleep in the rain and I woke up in the rain …and one look out of the window made me realise that actually not much birding was going to take place.
Just before we left Ebb and Flo I managed a photograph of a Guinea Fowl…
One day I will get the better of Ebb and Flo….
We went off to George and the motor show – it rained on and off and many a time I wondered why I was doing this. Eventually the sun popped out but by then I pretty much looked like a bedraggled rat.
Eventually it was time to meet the other G-wagons and head off to Burchell’s Camp.
There was some excitement in this because I was hoping to get a Amur Falcon along the way. We headed along the Old Knysna Rd. I was scouring the telephone poles and lines for an Amur Falcon and eventually I spotted one but we were unable to stop.
Now I was fed up…travelling in convoy does not help with birding. As luck would have we came across another few Amurs and this time we were able to stop...and I managed a proof shot…another lifer
And around the next corner I managed to get a white stork.
What really irritated me though was that whenever we stopped to regroup there wasn't a single bird around..nothing.
Perfect opportunity ...but not a feather to be seen.
The rest of the trip was uneventful and we eventually arrived at our destination albeit two hrs late. It had rained quite a bit and the roads were potholed and muddy and slippery. The camp and surrounds were beautiful but there was mud everywhere...the toilets were open air, hidden behind a tree halfway UP the mountain side. The showers were also open air, hidden behind a tree halfway DOWN the mountainside.
I seriously lost my sense of humour !!!!!