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Strathspey Wildlife
Botswana Wildlife Safari
2007 |
Thursday 17th.May 2007
Day 13 |
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This
morning, a 6 am shout, all in preparation for our boat trip on
the delta. Once again, a stunning sunrise, with the trees
presenting a dark silhouette against the glow of the morning
sky. No game drive this morning however - straight to the boat.
Well, in actual fact - No!! That was the idea, but the local
wildlife had obviously failed to read the finer detail of the
itinerary. A hyena, only a fleeting glance, scurried away into
the bush. Bibi was not to be out-foxed and took our Land Cruiser
off-road, demonstrating its ability to go virtually anywhere, as
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A bit
of local knowledge, a bit of cunning and we found ourselves face
to face with our spotted hyena. We reminded Bibi (in jest) "no
game driving today Bibi" and snaked our way once again,
this time to find ourselves back on track. Further down the road
we spotted a cheetah, but too fast I'm afraid for my camera on
this occasion, as it became nervous at our approach and ran off
ahead of us, across the track. Back on route again, but only
temporarily. Bibi spotted some leopard tracks, and as he stopped
at a junction, there were clear indications that a kill had been
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We
met another safari truck, and as is the custom, Bibi stopped to
speak to his counterpart. We were unable to understand their
exchange, but we had the impression that something was afoot.
Within a short time Bibi was once again threading a path for the
Land Cruiser through the bush. We met another safari vehicle,
and again, an exchange between the two guides led us to a dense
group of bushes. Finally, we saw the leopard, though to be
honest, it did not draw the same level of excitement as our last
leopard encounter. It was probable that this leopard had indeed
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nearby, but
judging by its demeanour - and its ample belly - it was apparent
that this leopard had long since finished feasting on its prey
and was now in snooze mood. But as always, nice to get up close.
Back on track once again, and further sightings, not so exciting
this time - wildebeest - but we had not seen a lot of these thus
far, so it was again worth a stop. As we finally got to our
destination, that of the jetty, I asked Bibi if he could arrange
another of these "non-game drives" for the following day. And so
- at around 8.20 am, if a little behind schedule, we boarded our
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Okavango
Delta. African fish-eagle, little bee-eaters, jacana, pied
kingfisher, African darter - all featured prominently, but
our guide told us that at this time of the year, the birdlife on
the delta was not at its most prolific. We stopped for a tea
break on one of the delta's many islands, after which our guide
took us for a short walk. We had a spell of trying to sight some
hippos which we could hear, but, despite the efforts of our
guide, we were unable to spot them. We returned to the jetty at
1pm, to be met by Bibi, who had pre-prepared a lunch of cold
meats, with a salad of carrots, tomatoes, olives, raisins
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and
peanuts, and rice and tuna. We all ate our fill, and what
remained was donated to the boat crews before we left at
2.15 pm. Back to camp - afternoon routine - Game Drive 4pm. (There
now - I've saved myself several lines of text!)
On this drive, we once again spotted a cheetah briefly, and on
this occasion I at least managed to obtain a photo.
We saw elephants in good numbers, some of which were very vocal,
trumpeting in alarm as they gathered tightly around their young.
And again, we spotted hyena. On this occasion there were three,
plus a youngster suckling its mother. |
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Back to
camp for 6.30 pm. Evening routine - Dinner tonight - Spaghetti
Bolognese and cauliflower followed by ... yes ....you've guessed
it - Tinned fruit and custard. Simple, but always welcome -
rhubarb crumble? No chance !!This was our last
opportunity to say a proper goodbye to our support crew - Gee
and David - two lads who never failed to give of their best.
Always busy - and nice to hear - often whilst we were around the
fire in the evening, their laughter as they cleared up. Nice
lads who we could trust beyond question - on one occasion, Gee
brought me a cheap biro that I had |
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inadvertently left
in our tent, and another occasion, an amount of small change that
another of the group had left behind. Small change to us, but to these
lads it may represent perhaps a day's wages. They told us a little about
themselves, using Bibi as an interpreter, not only for the language, but
to our sometimes strange sense of humour. David it transpired, had not
long become a father, having left his partner and baby in his village,
and he was looking forward for a brief return before the next trip. I
cannot recall the name of his baby boy - but I do remember the
translation - "Gift of God." Thoroughly nice guys for whom we gladly had
a collection which we presented to them. For Bibi too - a token of our
appreciation for all his hard work during these last two weeks - and for
putting up with the banter and ribbing to which (we think) he became
accustomed. And now -bedtime - Yes - no prizes. 10pm. |
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