Did a game count today which involves trekking through the park and counting the animals (the 'good' ones not vermin like jackals). It makes it more interesting that a) the reserve is not 100% sure what animals they have released in there have stayed here and b) everything hides so well. While we saw giraffe, no sign of the baby which is worrying.
I got a sore throat during the day which seems to be developing into some kinda flu...hopefully not some wierd African malady (insert sympathy here)
We were told there were signs of a leopard around here a few years ago ie mauled carcasses but nothing recently.
Just when it looked like a normal unblogworthy day was coming to an end we were asked to go on a night drive to discourage any poachers, look for game etc We saw some bat eared foxes and the passengers had a few beers before our driver decided to take a different road home than usual...we promptly got stuck in a long stretch of water and mud. Cue us cursing waving torches in the darkness pushing and pulling the ute trapped in the Bog of Eternal Stench, our shoes (and Francoise' natty reefers and socks) getting suck down into the morass. We gave up and commenced a smartly paced torch led walk back towards the house through the long grass. You know how puny humans really are when you can hear things moving and crashing around in the dark and you have no idea what they are and whether they think you are tasty or just worth roughing up. The leopard was much on my mind as was the cobras, hyena, jackals, scorpions and other beasties we've been told are reputed to be out on the reserve.
One last startling of some Zebra and we got back to ahve a coffee and face the music for 1 x lost ute.
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