The prelude to the storm
Being the author of this travel tale, I am allowed a bit of poetic licence, and whilst storms are usually associated with weather, an increase in other occurrences could also metaphorically be considered a storm
We arrived at the Kamqua picnic sight and heard the news of a lion kill just north of Urikaruus.
We still had loads of time in hand so we did the obvious.
We had travelled about 6kms past Urikaruus and we had started thinking that we may have been misled when we came around a corner only to see two young male lions in the middle of the road on a gemsbok carcass
The two lions were as full as ticks and not going anywhere, so we decided to go up to thirteenth and then to turn around and head back.
On the far side of the loop around Thirteenth Borehole a family of five cheetahs were lying flat under a tree on the far side of the riverbed.
I was really excited at seeing cheetah again, but a bit frustrated that they were quite far away and flat out in the shade.
Time was ticking on so reluctantly we turned around and retraced our steps.
The two lions were still creating a roadblock

I really wanted to stay a while at the lions, but they were causing havoc with the traffic and also with the mood inside our car. My SO was adamant that she wanted to move on, but I was reluctant.
Happy wife, happy life....... We moved on
Just before Urikaruus we came upon this guy. We were to spot him a couple of times again in the following few days.
We remembered in previous trips that the area around Batulama and Montrose was spotted with Cape Fox and Bat eared Fox dens, so we were on the lookout for these critters as we carried on south. It was already almost 6pm when Debs spotted this elf like creature peeking out of its den.
About five minutes later this male lion was crossing riverbed
And making his way to his lady, who was lying in the road
The result was a Kgalagadi traffic jam of note, the second, no, third one of the afternoon. The only problem with this one was that the couple were flat bang in the middle of the road ,and all this was aggravated by the fact that we still had to get to Kielie Krankie
However these type of traffic jams are my best, and we certainly were not complaining about that or the so called storm we seemed to be caught in the middle of. The best type ever.