Life & Travels Afloat in our Moody
After breakfast, the trailer is unhooked, (with a quiet prayer that the baboons don’t get too inquisitive whilst we are out), and we go out on a game drive. (They clambered over the next tent, and stole the cutlery from a third!). Essentially, you follow tracks around, often close to waterholes, and keep hopeful as to what you might see.
Early sightings included ground hornbills, (they look like turkeys on steroids!), and a honey badger (a very rare sighting). Also crocodiles, hippos, giraffes and kudu.
Reaching the Second Bridge again, we opted to drive the diversion. It was a windy track that opened out onto a plain with waterholes, beside one of which lay the skeletal remains of a giraffe with an ‘honour guard’ of two others standing close by. The slight catch with the ‘diversion’ was having to cross a patch of water, followed by a patch of deep mud. It was certainly a sigh of relief when we got through, with a car coated in mud/whatever! No chance with a heavy trailer on the back.
Beware water! The first one was fine, but the second was deep mud, the grass hiding its risks.
The following day, we hitched up and crossed the new third bridge, the remains of the collapsed previous one being obvious alongside.
Winding our way round the bush, with almost no sightings, the fourth bridge was in front of us. This was a bit more of a challenge as the bridge was missing a number of timbers, notably where the wheels of the car would normally cross. We walked it first, and then crawled the car and trailer across under guidance, with millimeters to spare. Bear in mind the car weighs over two tons, and the trailer probably about another ton!
Arriving at the next camp office, we were directed to our camp, some kilometers up the track. We were taken aback by the very dilapidated and neglected site, but just accepted that this is Africa and set up the tent, etc. Shortly after, a curious elephant appears at close quarters. We creep around the car keeping it between us and our big grey companion! He got bored and moved off, only for a group of staff in a pick-up to appear and tell us we were at the wrong site! Time to pack up again and then follow them about another 5kms along the track to a rather better camp site!
We retired for the night only to be woken by a very noisy hippo wandering very slowly through our pitch. Being about 4m apart, up in our elevated tent, it was fine, but we felt for the next group in ground tents!