Ubizane Wildlife Reserve Hluhluwe

... when there are various parts going on at the same time.<br><br><li><br><br>The amount of social contact and intensity among the Kenyans and Tanzanians respectively, given their lifestyle. They have way more social contact with friends and family than we do at home. The social contact is more frequent (daily), more extensive and not rushed (more personable and indepth interaction).<br><br><li><br><br>While North Americans have many more material items, the Kenyans and Tanzanians are ...

... about to leave it's calling card on the croissants, and it bolted into the tree, luckily leaving nothing behind. I closed the door. On the last trip to the kitchen, i saw something white flash past me....that bloody monkey had raced to the kitchen, determined to steal something. It did. My container of sugar. it stood on the top of the tent, took off the lid, and proceeded to empty the contents of the sugar, all over the top of the tent. In hindsight, I ...

... s. Drove to St Lucia, which has become a very commercialised little seaside town. Very nice, and seems to be where the Mtuba people now do all the shopping, banking etc, as Mtuba is soooo third world! Drove back to Durbs on Friday morning, and took a short stop at the Sharks Cage (the Natal rugby teams shop), to buy a few things, before getting to my aunts house where we stayed until we left Natal.

... is safe, rather than shoot and perhaps loose them in the bush. Waiting in the dark, with the large moon illuminating the scene, is an incredible feeling. You see and hear so much, including a white rhinocerous that walked through the proceedings, completely unaware he was being watched. These are the things I live for and why I like living in Hluhluwe so much. Thanks to Dirk and Geoff for a wonderful night.

Jezebel is on continuous play. Her layers and colours float away down the mountain side. The fire burns bright tonight. Happy, happy researchers take refuge in her sounds as the world comes together and seems a better place. Long Wallet and the Nail Bender is a ...

s it right to feel this tired? Is this what science is all about? The endless push for grants, the scramble to the finish line? It this what it takes these days to get people to listen to the screams for wildlife conservation? Does it save lives and environmental doubt? Who knows, I just need some sleep.

... These huts are situated on the cliff of this ridge that i am driving along and have one of the most spectacular views i have seen in my lifetime, and they literally have the clothes on their backs and a thatch hut. Unbelieveable. Anyone that said hello i would stop and ask them if they spoke english and if they said yes i would try and talk to them a bit. They were very friendly people but very poor. I was disappointed in ...

... too." 'Well, in that case, I think we should give them some space. How far is the female herd?' "About 400m, on the road going the other way. Listen, we have to get out of the park before the gates close. How long have we got?" I glanced at the clock on the dashboard. 'Not too long. You won't make Memorial Gate so I'd recommend that you go back to Nyalazi and on to the highway there.' "Ok. Thanks. Good luck with that thing.", the driver said, pointing to ...

... of my hand. Curled up in the rafters was a giant spider ('Never seen one that big before' said the insect lover of the group). And then, with one more trip left to go, I walked up the steps to my old tweedy, and as I passed through the door, there it was. A green snake was draped over the shelf at my waist height. It was scared and had assumed the striking pose. 'AAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!', I yelled, without thinking. It was such a surprise ...

... tusks scrapped by and hit the back door I realised he was bending in to get a greater look. I was frozen in time. My hands were on the stearing wheel and my feet were on the pedals. I leaned slowly away to the left - a ridiculous gesture considering that one movement of his head would've been my ending. I glanced at the bulk descending to my right as I slowly turned my head left, craning my eyes around as far as I could - determind to see the final moments. His ...