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... wrong side. Our guide, with a map demonstration, assured us that we were on the right road to Tsitsikamma National Park.
The terrain was totally different today – rolling green agricultural valleys, peaked mountains – representative of children's drawings of three triangles in a row, and large wind generators. Then it was into indigenous forest – a welcome change to plantations of pine and eucalypts – with ...
At last an animal that makes a louder noise at night than I do.
The sounds of a young bull elephant trumpeting filled the room. Checking my watch it was 1:15am. Cathy slept through the cacophony - I guess she has grown used to such noises at night. The trumpeting turned out to be the young bull had lost "sight" temporarily of its mother and decided that sound would be more effective in relocating her than ...
... Tenikwa Big Cat sanctuary. They're all a bit of a trip to get to (so not that cheap), but once there they are all within walking distance of each other. It's getting considerably warmer moving along the coast and further along the Indian Ocean coastline. About 22 is the outlook for tomorrow, although it is still cold at night. There is one guy here who seems nice, one of the staff, Elvis. Having said that, I think he's now left the building for the ...
... 8217;ve been given a list of things they’d like us to do to get the place in order, which includes sorting out the hospital before they get their vet next month. We have a lot of ideas but we get the impression they won’t be too eager to change their ways. We’ll see.
Saturday 7th April
So much for a lay in. The dogs barked all night long, whether they were in the house or outside. Nothing we did would stop them. ...
... tyre for old time’s sake. With a new tyre fitted, it was the moment we had been dreading; climbing the ladder up to the tent for the last time. Abandoning my smelly shoes on the bonnet for the last time. Lani giving herself her nightly makeshift ‘wet-wipes’ bath for the last time. Switching off the lantern for the last time.
After 227 days of Kwetu being our home and our life, this was it. Our journey was over.
Last stop Cape Town, everybody off the bus ...