We spent a relaxing morning, enjoying the scrumptious breakfast, scarlet-breasted shrike (to watch, not eat), comfortable lodge, antelope-laden watering hole, and entertaining, skittish, and UHG-LEE vart-zen-shvine (German for Pumba) wallowing in the mud. By noon, we were ready to reenter the park and visit a couple of the nearby watering holes and game drives.
After saying g'day to a passing wildebeest...
We drove slowly on a narrow and densely forested path, when our eagle-eyed spotter, Anne, whispered, “Look at the cute little dik-dik.”
To which the tiny antelope responded with his “KMA, Lady” pose.
Back on the main road and the side-road to the Kleine Namutoni, we got up close and personal with more giraffes and pacaderms,
whose massive and thunderous feet intrigued us. One elephant tried to hide in the shade,
apparently forgetting his sunglasses, while a giraffe with bad hips, actually bent down for a sip of water.
Then, as the sun began to set, eagle-eye Annie spotted (sorry, again) a leopard by the side of the road. Lieutenant Dan screeched to a halt and made a three point turn, but by then, the feline beauty had scurried under the culvert, where she remained until 5:15 when we had to quickly exit the park.
However, we did see her biltong dinner hanging from a nearby tree, the remains of a springbok she had stripped, dragged up into the branches, and was drying in the afternoon sun.
Back at the lodge, we met a Parisian contingent around the campfire, who were very impressed with Dan and Nancy’s French, before toasting to an amazing trip, enjoying another gourmet dinner of tender kudu filets, and posing for some goodbye photos.
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