Like my jokes, so very tired

Last night was fun, after a beer by the reserve fence and watching zebra and wildebeest trot home and bush babies race around in the trees above, we had a braii (bbq) and fire where the owner gave us the extended history of Zulu Conquests and this area, a lot of history of inter tribal warfare. The reserve is pretty impressive especially given it is 100% private and if anything the government appears hostile to it (ie it wants the land for commerce or industry...no tourists here). Then beers, jackals calling in the distance and awful music booming out of the common room (Justin Timberlake etc)

Next day, after more bacon, went fencing which was pretty straight foward ie tie wire here. Nice views, lots of Black South Africans around carting fire wood or waving to us as we worked. Wierd weather, theres thunder and it looks like rain then its hot then thunder then repeat. For lunch I thought Id experiment with a local can of 'Pap n Meat'(?)he can assured me it was 'canned to Govt Regulations'...it looked and tasted like Whiskas catfood.

The Sun was up high and the wife and Ifelt a little spaced out as we drove in the VW van with coathangers holding the doors shut to the Reserve to pull out black wattle trees. Hot sun, red martian soil and more insects than an Indiana Jones Movie. Huge Locusts and stick insects over us...not for the squeamish. I cursed my lack of fitness as it was hard hard work ripping out trees. Francoise didnt show me up but it was a close one. We staggered off home at 4 covered in the red martian dust that passes for soil here...hanging out for a beer

Shattered Manfred

ps having trouble getting onto our email account so dont sweat if no answers to emails
pps yes yes photos soon when we get more time


Pap and Meat

Trees a'popping