Re: Kruger - 2 Weeks of Camping Joy!!!
Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 12:11 pm
Posted by Lowveldboy on Thu Mar 15, 2012 6:42 pm
October 28
I left Punda and headed to Balule. Now unfortunately I can not remember where what was seen, so forgive me. Thus there will be mostly pictures, except for the story at the end.
This picture is just for Lis :lol:
The following scene played out at Boyela, I Think
Goliath Heron
Hippo outside the water is always a bargain
Jamesons Firefinch
Secretary Bird
Lilac Breasted Roller
Yellow Billed Stork
That night while I was enjoying a cold beer and a reasonable big fire, a commotion broke out next to the ablutions. A women screamed and everybody rushed there. What we saw was a massive male lion not 5 m away. Was I glad about the fence. Next moment hoofes made the ground tremble and e could hear lions killing something, big. We could not see but you could smell the kill as the lions opened up the stomach. The hyeana's went crazy and the rest of the night was spent listening to bones breaking, hyeana's whooping and the smell of fresh kill in the air. That was the ultimate bush experience. The next morning there was only drag marks and tracks, nothing else.
October 28
I left Punda and headed to Balule. Now unfortunately I can not remember where what was seen, so forgive me. Thus there will be mostly pictures, except for the story at the end.
This picture is just for Lis :lol:
The following scene played out at Boyela, I Think
Goliath Heron
Hippo outside the water is always a bargain
Jamesons Firefinch
Secretary Bird
Lilac Breasted Roller
Yellow Billed Stork
That night while I was enjoying a cold beer and a reasonable big fire, a commotion broke out next to the ablutions. A women screamed and everybody rushed there. What we saw was a massive male lion not 5 m away. Was I glad about the fence. Next moment hoofes made the ground tremble and e could hear lions killing something, big. We could not see but you could smell the kill as the lions opened up the stomach. The hyeana's went crazy and the rest of the night was spent listening to bones breaking, hyeana's whooping and the smell of fresh kill in the air. That was the ultimate bush experience. The next morning there was only drag marks and tracks, nothing else.
And that Pels Fishing Owl...BRILLIANT! 