Mostly under African sun today.
Soon to be a setting sun over Namibia…
…and Botswana’s Chobe River.
Waiting on Chobe River for
sundown over Namibia.
Nearing sundown in
Greater Kruger National Park
Under Geelong Winter Sun.
We named this cub ‘Nosy’
and his sister became became known as ‘Rosy’
Mum ‘Limpy’ okayed Nosy to go
and watch the tourists.
And what better place to watch tourists from
but a pile of Elephant dung.
A few minutes latter Nosy was joined by Rosy.
Together they played for us
until just before sundown.
Some farewell entertainment at
Sausage Tree Safari Camp…
…near the end of our first
African Safari, 2013.
Dubai fire dancer.
Whakarewarewa Maori Village dancers,
Towards the end of our first day
in Kruger National Park…
…our driver received a message which lead us to
what I call my National Geographic shot.
So called because it is where I thought it
most likely to see such a shot…
would require much patience
and luck to capture.
On our final morning at
Sausage Tree Safari Camp
we were woken by the sound of
breaking tree branches.
Upon looking outside into the darkness
I noticed this passerby, probably heading
for the water hole.
More surprising was the fact that it was only
this image which made me realise the there was only
a three foot six inch high fence
separating us from wildlife.
The following year another surprise
at Botswana’s Elephant Sands.
While at breakfast we noticed this elephant
wandering past last night’s accommodation.
We wondered how many other had
wandered past during the night.
Elephant Sands is a water hole which elephants come
to drink at any time of day or night.
As with all animals there were more
at night than during the day.
Some of the accommodation can bee seen
in the background for the record my camera
lens was set at 55 mm for this shot.
Back to 2013 and our last evening at
Sausage Tree Safari Camp.
We were offered one last surprise game drive.
About half an hour into the drive the message
came through of a sighting…at
the other end of the reserve.
Long story short.
Mother Limpy watched on while
Nosy and Rosy (our nicknames for the cubs)
came to within twenty-five feet of our
vehicle to watch the tourists
and play on the elephant dung.
Twenty breath taking minutes and 300 shots later,
as the sun neared the horizon,
our driver alerted other vehicles
in the reserve of our sighting.
We had seen the work of a local artist,
made contact via Facebook and had one of our photos
converted into to into a charcoal sketch which
now adorns our living room wall.
The friendly giraffe was again waiting
near the gate as we set off
on our morning Game Drive.
Kwa Nokeng Lodge
Our first morning in Botswana.
Mostly these are…
…or just after sunrise.
The image tags say it is a sunset
over Moorabool Valley.
A frosty morning in the garden.
I will always remember this sunset.
It occurred just as we returned
to camp after our…
lion cub sighting in
Greater Kruger National Park,
Whenever I see a mob of sheep
I think of farming days…briefly,
…until the realization that it only takes a cold,
wet break in the weather to wipe out
many of the lambs.
These cubs bring about warm, fuzzy feelings
of how lucky we were to see them
and their mother..
A similar feeling comes when viewing most of
my African animal photos.
Although vets had to put Limpy down less than
twelve months after this photo was taken,
I will never forget the feeling as she turned
her head and looked straight into my cameras lens.
We were travelling in an open side vehicle.
She was only about twenty feet from me
and I can still feel the goose bumps
covering my body as this image was taken.
Limpy was the mother of the two cubs.