More rock toiling today filling holes in roads. Disconcerting to be pulling up old bricks to put in the ute to see a Black Widow with its little red hourglass waist crawling on it 'It will only kill children', our supervisor cheerfully told us (in the same tone we had been told earlier not to touch the fence around the reserve which was electrified to 10 000 volts to stop car thieves)
That done, Kim the Canadian and I drove off in an ancient landrover (no windows, handles, gears etc) to 'Meat Cor' a huge open air cattle holding pen (ie for slaughter). (Francoise sat this out) We were cruising for cast off meat to entice Vultures into the reserve. So far no vultures have been seen though something was eating the regular dumps of meat and dragging off the bones (Jackals? Hyena?) 'Meat Cor' is acre after acre of sad or dead cows on arid soil in the burning sun...thankfully the human's office has nice greenery and a water feature. Hmm.On being met by the huggiest African worker ever, we took our containers of spare cow parts to the reserve and dumped it in anticipation.
That night 4 of us went on a night drive to the 'Vuture Resterant' to see if anything was gunning for the meat. We had flashlights blazing in every direction and soon saw eyes gleaming in the dark. I volunteered to get out and get closer to see what they were. My ute mates were doubtful as to the wisdom of this exercise. I got pretty close and was thinking 'is this the smartest thing to do?' and 'man thats a lot of eyes' when there was the loud Wildebeast warning snort and they stampeded away...as I hightailed back to the ute. Nothing else was seen though we did hear the screaming calls of jackals pretty close to us. We sat on matresses on the back of the ute with beers and contemplated the stars. Not a bad way to spend a night indeed.
Manfred
That done, Kim the Canadian and I drove off in an ancient landrover (no windows, handles, gears etc) to 'Meat Cor' a huge open air cattle holding pen (ie for slaughter). (Francoise sat this out) We were cruising for cast off meat to entice Vultures into the reserve. So far no vultures have been seen though something was eating the regular dumps of meat and dragging off the bones (Jackals? Hyena?) 'Meat Cor' is acre after acre of sad or dead cows on arid soil in the burning sun...thankfully the human's office has nice greenery and a water feature. Hmm.On being met by the huggiest African worker ever, we took our containers of spare cow parts to the reserve and dumped it in anticipation.
That night 4 of us went on a night drive to the 'Vuture Resterant' to see if anything was gunning for the meat. We had flashlights blazing in every direction and soon saw eyes gleaming in the dark. I volunteered to get out and get closer to see what they were. My ute mates were doubtful as to the wisdom of this exercise. I got pretty close and was thinking 'is this the smartest thing to do?' and 'man thats a lot of eyes' when there was the loud Wildebeast warning snort and they stampeded away...as I hightailed back to the ute. Nothing else was seen though we did hear the screaming calls of jackals pretty close to us. We sat on matresses on the back of the ute with beers and contemplated the stars. Not a bad way to spend a night indeed.
Manfred
2 comments:
Sounds like you're having a fan-carcas-tastic time!
LOL the first time I read that I thought it said 'the hugest' but then realised there was an extra 'g' and it said 'huggiest'.
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