30th Skukuza Continued
The adult dogs were sleeping in the bush on the opposite side of the road and were ignoring us, but the teenagers were very interested in checking us out, however they soon became bored and went to sleep also.
We spent around half an hour with the dogs and never spotted another car besides the 1 that was already there, so it was a great quiet sighting, therefore I plotted to wait for their “greeting ritual”, but time was starting to become a problem, hence we reluctantly turned and headed towards Skukuza after 1 last pic.
As time was an issue our planned route changed slightly and we ducked off the dirt onto the S23/S113 to the tar and found the lions were still popping theirs heads up, some ellies were hanging around in the Kwaggaspan area, the Cow got excited about a Korhaan and the De Laporte female leopard was back on “her” rock again.
Just before Skukuza the Cow spotted 2 birds which got her excited again, but unfortunately the 1 ducked for cover as I stopped, however the other started making a massive noise. I think it’s a Chanting Goshawk, but if it isn’t, it should be called a shrieking Goshawk as it was so hyped up we were battling to get a pic with its beak closed.
We quickly unpacked the car and started to get organised as Penny and Bobby arrived.
They had purchased gifts for us, including curried beans and a pudding, so I was feeling guilty as we hadn’t thought of any gifts, but the Cow found a wine glass for Penny and Bobby immediately cracked a beer, so soon I was thinking more about the whisky I had stashed.
I haven’t drunk any alcohol since my last “RP meet” Kruger trip in July, so the Cow was giving me the hairy eyeball, but my green Kruger coffee cup acted as a quantity camouflaging device.
Penny and Bobby are very cool and so knowledgeable about wildlife and Kruger, so it was a great meet.
At around 10:45pm Penny and Bobby called it, but as we were in the south again later in the trip I knew that we would see each other again and I hope a local KZN braai is on the cards in the future.
My starter motor was going though, so I snuck 1 last whiskey before also heading for bed and for the first time since my teenage years encountered that alcohol induced “helicopter” again as I lay down, but a sleeping tablet sorted that out.
To be continued