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It was quintessential rural South Africa. The muddy roads, established Marula trees and concrete huts which had been sneezed across the Bushbuckridge lowveld. Amidst the random scatterings of the village, …
The Nottens female leopard had hoisted the impala into the upper echelons of the Marula tree. It was so typical, so predictable, yet so effective for her purposes. Tried and …
She lay flat. Her body pressed tightly to the ground. Taught and ready, she was waiting for her sister stumbling unaware towards her. When the distance narrowed, the coiled energy …
Today, however, the wagon arrived. Walking at its side as we made our way to Pioneer Camp, I could not help but be struck by an overwhelming sense of completion. …
The scavengers were quick to arrive. The hippo had been dead less than 24 hours and already there was a plethora of vultures and hyenas gorging amongst each other for …
The other carefully aimed kick would be for not capturing the Nottens Female in her mothers’ (The 3:4 Female ) old haunts. Marking territory, rubbing up against trees, watching over …
The 3:2 Maxabeni Young Male had sharpened his instincts. He saw the hyena coming from the other side of the river. Tensing his muscular body into the tall grass, he …
One of the unexpected perks of guiding is on the job learning. I’m not talking about observing wild ways and adding that to the repertoire of guide speak – I’m …
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The Sand River was behind us when the the impala carcass caught our attention. Hanging stripped and soulless in a Jackalberry tree, the scene was surrounded only by fresh tracks …
My jaw dropped when I saw the elephant bull. Big and graceful, he was astounding. There was, however, something more….an additional feature that really spoke to me. He turned his …
Everyone has a power animal; when we see it our hearts skip a beat, we sit transfixed observing its every movement, gazing as if inspecting its soul. There is an …
“Unlike the cool kids of 20 years ago…who were really obnoxious, hard living and in some cases hung out with hookers…the new cool kids live in a peaceful kingdom where …
The big eyes made me stop momentarily. I took a pace back and stared inside the thicket. In between streams of dappled sunlight, those two innocent ovals peered back at …
