To answer the burning question, I did indeed add the Sheila on BBM
But the blonde Sheila was only likely to accept the invite once she is in the land of cell-phone reception. At any rate, it was time to visit sunset dam I thought!! This was my last afternoon in the Park! Day 6 Afternoon
The Blackberry updates were indicating leopard and lion near Skuks, but for my last afternoon in the park, I was not going to follow the crowd. I wanted rather to just cruise along on my favourite afternoon route
Stopping over near the still, serene, sunset dam, all the usual suspects are there to greet me!
The crocarocks baking in the sun. Nile cold blooded killers of a few hundred kg's that are about as scary as they come! Hippster blobs were surfacing with a spout whilst others blobbed around on the far river bed. And Mr Gosling was attempting to direct the waters!
Sir munchalot was a pleasantfant!!
I nestle my camera down on the passenger seat and shift my sitting position to look properly at the lad! There was a sense that as much as I was observing him, he was observing me too! When I look at the others in the herd, munchy turns his attention back to the green leaves. But the second I look at him, his eyes focus on me once more! I wonder what wisdom he could share with me.
Onto the s28
where the croaky singing announces the presence of our visitor!
What a joy!!
Zappidy Zeebs stood in the road giving me the bizarre look!
Okes are just standing around up in this place. I slowly edge past the striped lovelies! Looking left and right at slow pace I find the next peeping Tom staring me down! Mr Legolas was surveying out the grasslands below near Duke's waterhole!
I come back to the open plains and park of by a dancing Willie!
Swinging his head, and stomping his hooves every now and then, this Willie was as happy as could be!! The European Bee Eater also watched the dancing show but decided against joining
Perhaps the Willie was in love? 
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Giants were passing through the grasslands!
He did not mind my presence at all. He just went about his business as per usual.
Another one bites the dust!
Well we do not need to dwell too long on the topic of poop. It is a voodoo topic!
More of the land mine placers swooped in for an afternoon swig of water!
There is not a better end to a day, than spending it with our precious
When I was tiny, my father would pick me up, and take me outside when I was being a tearful brat. He would say look at the moooon! Then I would repeat: moooon! And there we would stay until I was content and over myself. Even when I was an emo teenager, I would run outside and lie on the trampoline and look up at the moon and happy memories. But now the therapeutic effect of old is replaced by fear. I cannot help but wonder if our beautiful Rhonnies are safe when I see the full moon. What would we not do, to keep every one safe? And what would I give to look at a full moon and smile once more. These animals have caused the tears to run down our cheeks. But seeing a rhonnie now means a lot more than it did before. There as added dimension of treasuring the animal so much more! now And I was grateful to spend as much time as gate closing would allow with my friend here :D
Next up - The drive out (all good things come to an end)
] Removing unnecessary clothing is also a solid plan! So I settle into sleeping position saying goodnight to my tent-mates. Peter 
And Parker 
When I felt myself waking up, I thought it felt like my sleep was short lived. I woke up slapping my legs
I shone my torch down beneath and found a huge ant infestation! 
I started taking personal offence to the ants persistence on clinging on to the mattress!! So I decided to get committed with the shaking! These flippin Ants started crawling up onto my body! So the shaking was joined by some heavy metal head banging! 
Once I thought most of the ants were now safely off the ground mattress and had made friends with my body instead, I tossed the mattress back in the tent! This was followed by some loony ant shaking dance accompanied by some weird tribal sounds! 
Totally embarrassed, I get that sheepish expression on my face and realise I need to converse with the grumpy looking Germans 
But of coarse I do not even know how to say sorry in German! So I just settle for “Alles Gut”. And even that did not bring on a German smile!
Face down in the dirt, the ants were given a chance to acquire sweet revenge as they scurried as quick as they could on to my body! 
As I turn right and she turns left, I imagine that we will someday meet again for an early morning chat. Since Lower Sabie will certainly see me again ;) The traffic and attitude of drivers in the South is the negative, however the game viewing makes up for it! I have never seen so many lazy horses in one trip before! I usually see one leopard on every second trip and now this trip I have seen 7 individuals!! 
