Africa Wild

my friends can be my loves, as my loves ... my friends ...
Franco, Jacques, Willem, Eric, Ian, Hanri, Itumeleng, The Musketeers , Star and her youngs, Masego and a lot of others

My rotten times...
ah! my sh... times... it took me a lot of patience, love very, very strong Kgalagadi to not farting cable ... although ... I manage to have the blues, not to make dining for a week and then the worst happened

One night, like every night at Grootkolk I wait patiently in the dark before the little door of the patio, a visit at the waterhole ... I get up to get something to drink my flashlight in hand, make a quarter turn ... and in the lamp beam ... a Puff Adder ...at less than a meter ... it had to go to one side or the other of my feet and for once I did not move at the right or wrong time
All the names are mixing in my head ... Marco, Mario, Pietro ... FRANCO PUFFY! I take a picture, wasted, a second a little better, not easy to have on hand the flashlight and camera and stay on my guard. Franco arrives, catches and carry it not too far away, at night it's not easy, he uses both hands to carry the monster, he throw it away, she made two or three turns in the air before to flatten on the floor with a thud ... she's in a coma for a few hours, she will not return anytime soon. The next morning she disappeared. Every night, in addition to Franco, I carefully search around my cabin to make sure no surprise would make me a cuckoo. But from that moment, I operated almost like a jackal: a look around me, every 2 or 3 minutes

But first things first.
I spend 2 nights with my friends in Upington, they made 3/4 of shopping, we have time to stroll, for the rest. I am delighted to be in the park, six weeks immersed in nature, the sun, the heat and the rain!

At TR I renew my wild card, that it is impossible to renew online !!!,
deposit the 30 Kg of warm clothes that I brought for the coming winter and takes possession of my apartment (nr6).
A Shikra comes at me, I'm not ready, everything is still in the car

The first outings are successful, Lions, Owls, Eagles, it's so dry, they all need the waterholes.

TR by night

a very skinny one

Samevloeeing is so dry

not in the good mood... The Secretary birds

Spotted Eagle-Owl

at picnic spot

Oh, nan... it was supposed the be THE trip for you... 6 weeks in the Kgalagadi sounds like a dream, but obviously some things went terribly wrong.

Still, I'm here to enjoy the good times with you and will cry with you over the rotten times.

Puffy at Grootkolk, so close Glad you're here to tell the story!

nan

This sounds like a horrible love story. Why do you stay with a Puff Adder Please take care

First picnic spot with lions - no picnic for you then?


Nice owl

Mel wrote:Oh, nan... it was supposed the be THE trip for you... 6 weeks in the Kgalagadi sounds like a dream, but obviously some things went terribly wrong.

Still, I'm here to enjoy the good times with you and will cry with you over the rotten times.

Puffy at Grootkolk, so close Glad you're here to tell the story!

Franco said... you are lucky... need sometime

Toko wrote: nan

This sounds like a horrible love story. Why do you stay with a Puff Adder Please take care

First picnic spot with lions - no picnic for you then?


Nice owl

it was its choice... not mine
no picnic when I'm alone... but pipi time and not really possible

Puffy at Grootkolk? I've never been near the place.

Who are all these Italians?

And what is a "farting cable"?

these Italian... only Franco... not easy to find a name under pression
"pêter un câble"... become crazy

all for reading... not the best English

Aha, to blow a fuse!

I thought that farting a cable was like sending a gaseous telegram in Morse code!