A word or two about the camp. Saying "Camp" really does not do it justice. The main buildings are open walled, thatched roof, and the guest cottages are of similar design, but closed to the "night life."
I'm told that a picture is worth a thousand words, so here are three thousand or so.
This is the main dining area. It is even larger than it looks. The inside view below is from the left corner you see here but at lunch time.
Finally, here is the cottage that Karylinn and I are in. Somewhere I have a picture of the inside of this one too.
On the day's activities:
First thing in the morning, Solly spots lion tracks in the road. These tracks are on top of wheel tracks they knew were only 20 minutes old, so time to start tracking. But no dropping off Solly without a gun. Lion are taken a bit more seriously. We crisscrossed several roads looking for where the lion must have gone. Then off road, following tracks. Every now and then, Mark and Solly would both get out and follow the tracks, taking the gun of course. "Don't worry, you'll be fine, just stay in the vehicle . . ." It sure is quiet out here, except for the nervous giggles!
Down toward the dam, following the watercourse from the upstream side, the trail turns, well not cold, but into the path of a herd of cape buffalo.
We get to see them come to water, but they will obliterate the tracks of the lion.
Once we were no longer in front of the giant buffalo, this truly became one of those "National Geographic" moments!
Wow! That's quite a lot before breakfast! (Uh, yeah, there's more day, but it will be in the next post)
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