Re: Richprins' Short Business Trips to The Park
Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2012 6:39 pm
Thanks for all the kind comments...
(What's the point of cleaning your car when you are alone and know it's going to come back filthy?
)
Day 1 Part 4:
I was in a positive and experimental photographic state of mind (Or concussed and suffering from heatstroke...either way...) and surreptitiously took this pic of this massive diamond-like vehicle following me around, using my rear-view mirror! Probably some sort of hit squad, but I skillfully evaded them!

And then the glory of a summer's day in the bush sunk in, and I chanced my arm at a scenic shot:

To be met with this little family under normal unenhanced light conditions at James' Windmill:

Warthog mother: "Stand still, kids...I don't know this vehicle but something seems fishy...
"
Piglet: "Something smells like hops?"
WM: "Yes...we've had a lot of problems with baboons escaping into the Park lately!"
Piglet: "Don't worry, mum, he seems innocent and kindlyt! Hello, Uncle baboon!"
RP: "Baaart!" (A combination of burping and something else...)
Warthogs: "Eeeekkk!"

Anyway, slightly less impressed, I continued and enjoyed the magnificent scanery along the Croc River:

And crossed the then-operational Mbyamiti "narrow water" bridge...
Only to see more animals running away from me!

Major Louis: "Quick! Hathi has warned us about this possible terrorist threat! Make for the hills! I heard the "Baaart" a while ago, now I know what it signifies!....Hide yourselves!"
So I just pottered along, until reaching the approaches to Croc Bridge...sort of a new chapter to the day, and wondering which nitwit would be awaiting me there first!?


(What's the point of cleaning your car when you are alone and know it's going to come back filthy?


Day 1 Part 4:
I was in a positive and experimental photographic state of mind (Or concussed and suffering from heatstroke...either way...) and surreptitiously took this pic of this massive diamond-like vehicle following me around, using my rear-view mirror! Probably some sort of hit squad, but I skillfully evaded them!


And then the glory of a summer's day in the bush sunk in, and I chanced my arm at a scenic shot:

To be met with this little family under normal unenhanced light conditions at James' Windmill:

Warthog mother: "Stand still, kids...I don't know this vehicle but something seems fishy...

Piglet: "Something smells like hops?"
WM: "Yes...we've had a lot of problems with baboons escaping into the Park lately!"
Piglet: "Don't worry, mum, he seems innocent and kindlyt! Hello, Uncle baboon!"
RP: "Baaart!" (A combination of burping and something else...)
Warthogs: "Eeeekkk!"

Anyway, slightly less impressed, I continued and enjoyed the magnificent scanery along the Croc River:

And crossed the then-operational Mbyamiti "narrow water" bridge...
Only to see more animals running away from me!


Major Louis: "Quick! Hathi has warned us about this possible terrorist threat! Make for the hills! I heard the "Baaart" a while ago, now I know what it signifies!....Hide yourselves!"
So I just pottered along, until reaching the approaches to Croc Bridge...sort of a new chapter to the day, and wondering which nitwit would be awaiting me there first!?

