Nossob to Bitterpan

Yesterday we drove from Nossob to Bitterpan and unfortunately left the others behind at Nossob. As it is a very popular time to be in the Kgalagadi, we couldn’t all get accommodation in Nossob for both nights and so we went to Bitterpan.  The road to Bitterpan is 4×4 access only and as only two of the group had full 4×4 cars, it meant either the Ws or us.  However, Bitterpan is unfenced and no children under 12 are allowed and as the Gs have a 10-year old son it meant they couldn’t go either.

As we had no opportunity to do a drive north except yesterday morning, we headed north just after the gates opened.  What we have figured out is that you generally see things only around the watering holes.  As you head north there is one about 10kms from the camp and other 12kms further north.  At the first one we were told you only saw birds (and the occasional jackal) and we only saw a few birds we had already seen. Then at next watering hole there was a fair amount of game but nothing we hadn’t seen before. We headed back again and at the first watering hole there were a lot more birds.  A large number of birds were drinking and then suddenly a Lanner falcon came out of nowhere and tried to swoop down and grab a bird.  It missed. But then we knew it would keep trying and so watched and sure enough a few minutes later the scenario was repeated and it missed again, and it tried a 3rd time and again it missed.

Back to the camp to pack up and check out and check in for Bitterpan (you have to do that at Nossob). They also have to open the gate for you for the road so that no one can mistakenly get on the road. Everything we read said not to expect much game and they were right.  We did see a kudu about 1km out of Nossob (they are very rare in this park so it was our only sighting so far) but beside that a few gemsbok we didn’t see much.  The bird life was pretty good though and we did add a number of ‘trippers’ to our list.

The road was generally fine except for the occasional up and down when the bonnet rose so high that you could see the road ahead and just had to hope it didn’t take a sudden turn (which it did a few times!). The upslopes were sometimes very sandy and required the full of the Beast to get up but traction control only engaged 3 times. There was some violent shaking about at times as well. We arrived at Bitterpan before 3pm. It consisted of 4 reed and canvas huts with each sleeping 2 people. The bathroom is separate from the rooms but just outside and each room has its own bathroom. There is a central kitchen area for everyone to use. All of the rooms overlook the pan (which is a salt pan). We had 3 out of the 4 rooms so there was only one other couple staying there with us and they were also from Cape Town and in fact lived just around the corner from my parents home in Newlands.

The sunset was incredible over the pan.  Unfortunately my WiFi access is pretty limited and so I can’t upload photos at the moment but will try in a day or two’s time. Mandatory braai for dinner (butterflied legs of lamb) and off to bed relatively early (8:15pm).  At about 9:30pm Michael stuck his head in and said a Spotted Genet was in the camp climbing up the kitchen roof.  It had gone into a lookout tower behind the kitchen but we could still see it through the slats.

It was a cold night with temperatures getting near 0 degrees.  Inside the rooms it felt colder. I slept with 2 blankets, long pjs and a fleece and I regretted not having a beanie with me. Despite that both Helen and I managed to sleep quite well but getting out of bed this morning was a real problem. It was icy cold.  One positive was that on the tree right outside our room was sitting a Red-necked falcon which was a lifer for me (taking me to 431 birds).

We had breakfast at 8am and then hit the road toward Mata Mata.  As we were the only car heading that way on the road, you can see the animal tracks from the previous night (which were numerous). Michael jumped out at one stage (yes I know you’re not meant to get out but there really wasn’t any danger) and identified the tracks as leopard but unfortunately walking in the opposite direction.  The road was pretty similar to that leading to Bitterpan but with more loose sand and for longer stretches.  Besides the bumping up and down and swaying left to right and right to left (all simultaneously at times), the Beast handled the road easily.

We have arrived safely at Mata Mata (we got here about 1pm) and managed to get our accommodation at 2pm. As you can tell they have WiFi hence my ability to post this blog.

Until tomorrow

P, S, O, H & M (H&M misrepresented me numerous times yesterday and found it very funny so they are worthy of their places)

 

Twee Rivieren to Nossob

We decided to have breakfast and then leave for Nossob this morning.  The drive to Nossob is 160km and given the quality of the roads that is around a 5-6 hour drive.  We left just after 8am with the intention of stopping at the first picnic spot for a break/tea and then the second picnic spot for lunch.

Before our first stop we managed to see our first lion of the trip – a male lion drinking at a watering hole and then it walked off and eventually sat half way up a dune.  Later on the journey north we came across a jackal looking very anxious – running backwards and forwards.  It had seen a caracal and was desperate to chase it away.  We assume it must have had a den somewhere near. The good thing was that we also got a great sighting of caracal which is very hard to see during the day as they are nocturnal animals. Some of our group had never seen one before (including Michael) so it was really a good sighting.

The quality of the road was very bad at stages and I felt like my hands were going to shake off from the corrugations on the road.  I got Michael to drive after lunch and of course the road turned it smooth sand and it was like sailing after that. On the final stretch of the road into Nossob we saw an African Wild Cat (it crossed the road in front of us) and so we ended up the day seeing 3 different cat sightings.

We arrived at Nossob around 2:30pm and checked in. The Ms and Gs are staying in a river front chalet.  While there is not much of a river (or in fact there isn’t one at all), they do have a great position. The chalet basically forms part of the boundary fence. We had dinner at their place and while we were having dinner we noticed two sets of eyes and sure enough two jackal right up at the fence (no more than 5 meters away).

We also went to the hide after dinner and again saw a jackal at the watering hole (it is floodlit).  Quickly trying to send this before the power goes out (it turns off at 10pm which is 1 minute).

Until tomorrow

P, H, S, M & O

Twee Rivieren

The gates only open at 7:30am as the sun rises only at that time.  It actually felt like a ‘lie-in’ morning for Helen and I as we are used to getting up much earlier when in a game park. We headed out just after 7:30am and went north (you can only go north though from here) toward Mata Mata. It was pretty cold this AM with the temperature reading 0 degrees C when we left the camp. There was not a lot of game to start with but the bird sightings were pretty good.  In particular we saw a lot of raptors including two pygmy falcons very close to the road and tawny eagles in their nest.  Our trip list is just over 30 birds now.

The highlight of the game viewing was seeing black-backed jackal (which we ended up seeing a few times) and suricate (meerkat). We did also see gemsbok (oryx) and springbok but those are the pretty common animals to see here in the Kgalagadi.  We did see two springbok fighting until the one gave up and ran off. Unfortunately none of the major predators.

We stopped at a picnic site and made breakfast on Mr Gs skottle.  Bacon and eggs on the skottle for breakfast was just what was needed at that point.  After breakfast we took the same road back down to the camp again. On the trip back the highlight for us was watching one male ostrich chase another male ostrich.  Both were ready to mate and so we guess that the one was chasing the other one away so that he could get the female.

We got back at around 1pm and the temperature had risen to 23 degrees. Definitely cooler than yesterday when it was around 27 degrees we when arrived. While I type this, some of the group have gone for a 30-minute run (trying to make sure they maintain their Discovery points).

We went out for another game drive at 4pm but three of the wives decided to skip and so only Mrs W came out.  We went out with 3 cars only as Mr G and Mr M decided to drive together. We saw a reasonable amount of game but again no predators unfortunately.  Hopefully tomorrow will yield some predators as we are driving from Twee Rivieren to Nossob and that is a 160km drive.

Our second communal braai for dinner and some more good conversation. Only problem was that the temperature seemed to drop rapidly and eventually it was just too cold to sit outside. I suspect it will be pretty cold tomorrow am when we wake up.

Until tomorrow …

P, H, S, M & O (and she deserves the last spot on the blog tonight (she knows why …!)

PS: If I don’t post over the next 4 days – don’t worry – it is just that there is no cellphone signal at any of the next 4 camps.

 

Calvinia to Twee Rivieren

We still had around 650km to traverse to get to the Kgalagadi and so we agreed to have breakfast at 7:30am this morning so that we could leave immediately after breakfast and still arrive at a reasonable time at the park to allow ourselves to go for an evening game drive.  Traffic was fortunately pretty sparse and so we made good time in covering the 650kms.  The drive north from Calvinia takes you through semi-arid desert though in places in looked like total desert.  The road was called the Kalahari Red Dune route so I guess that should give you an idea of the type of landscape.

Outside of Brandvlei and before we arrived at Upington we drove through amazing fields of flowers.  There was just a purple blanket (and in places orange) that covered the ground.  It was quite incredible to see.  We found a spot to stop to enable us to take photos and a few people took the opportunity to not only take photos of the flowers but also to take photos in the middle of the road.  Fortunately traffic was pretty limited and so no one got hit by a passing car.

We made a quick stop at Upington to refuel and buy some lunch and then we headed on to Kgalagadi.  Besides crossing the Orange River (before we got to Upington) the scenery doesn’t really alter much and so only remarkable things stand out. This includes Khi Solar One which is a large field (140 hectares) of solar panels which reflect into a solar tower plant which then produce 50MW of power.  What makes it even more remarkable is that it produces power 24 hours a day (don’t ask how that is possible because I don’t know!).

We arrived at Twee Rivieren at 3:10pm and after the tedious checking in procedures, we unpacked our cars quickly and headed out for a quick evening game drive.  We only managed to go about 12kms out of camp but saw gemsbok, springbok and Red Hartebees on the drive out as well as a reasonable smattering of birds including a really good sighting of Secretary Bird and Southern Pale Chanting Goshawk (trip list is 20 birds for me so far).  On the way back into camp we also saw a black backed jackal.

Dinner was braai (as it will be most nights!) with great conversation.  What a great way to spend your birthday with friends in a game park.

Until tomorrow

P, H, S, M & O (still missing you C!)

Kgalagadi here we come

We left today at 10:45am on route to Kgalagadi National Park.  We have 6 nights booked in the park but as it is roughly 1037.7km from our home to the entrance, we decided to split the journey and stop on route in Calvinia.  We have stopped in Calvinia a few times on these routes and we always stay at the same place – Die Blou Nartjie.  So that was where we headed.

The traffic was relatively heavy getting out of Cape Town but once we were on the road it lightened considerably and we made good progress.  We stopped at Piketburg for lunch at the Spur and then another mandatory stop at our biltong place in Trawal which has the “Best blerrie biltong” in the Cape. Just outside Trawal there were road works which were operating a stop-and-go system with delays of up to 20 minutes.  We waited 12 minutes (timed precisely by Helen) before continuing on our way.

Just after this you ascend the escarpment and move from the Western Cape into the Northern Cape by going up Van Rhyns Pass.  It was a lovely clear afternoon and that gave a spectacular view from the top.  There were no delays after that and we arrived in Calvinia at just before 5pm.  That gave us enough time for our mandatory walk around the town including a visit to the large postbox so that Oli could be educated.  It is claimed to be the largest post box in the world and is the number 1 thing to see in Calvinia (and actually the only thing!).

We are traveling with the same 4 families that we traveled with 2 years ago when we went to Botswana.  The Ws had arrived ahead of us and the Ms and Gs arrived after us but everyone had arrived by 6pm.  Drinks at 6:30pm in the restaurant followed by dinner and in our rooms just after 9pm.  Enough time to enjoy the liberal use of water (no drought here fortunately) and exfoliation with the sandpaper towel to dry off.  Hopefully a relatively early night as we are planning on departing at 8am tomorrow.

The cell signal is very poor in our room so I am not even going to attempt to post any photos even though we did take some spectacular views.  I might try to sneak some in when I have a better signal (though I suspect this might be the best we end up having for the next few days).

Until tomorrow

P, H, S, M & O (you might notice no C … she is unfortunately in the UK with G&G … missing you C!)

Mom’s 80th

It’s pleasing to know that people actually read the blog because I get complaints when I don’t post every day now.  I didn’t post on Saturday or Sunday because we didn’t do much on Saturday actually.  Helen went for a run, Stephen & I played Twilight Struggle, we watched the first game of the IPL, we watched some Master’s Golf and we ate breakfast, lunch and supper. We did have a traditional Southern Shrimp Broil for dinner on Saturday which is slightly unusual given we are in England and not in Southern USA.  It is more understandable when you know that my sister and niece are with us too at my parent’s home but they actually live in Tennessee.

Yesterday (Sunday) was my Mom’s 80th birthday.  Before we headed off to Church we gave her the present that we had organized for her from the family.  It was a collage of pictures of all 16 grandchildren – pictures chosen by the grandchildren and all from when they were much younger (except the ones you are still young). 

We then headed off to Church and straight after Church we went to the Old Cottage Restaurant for lunch to celebrate.  My aunt and uncle who live in the UK (in Cardiff) and their 3 sons (my cousins) and one girlfriend, all met us there too.  And one of my parent’s oldest friends (Val) also drove down from her home and met us at the restaurant as well.  It meant there were 18 of us for lunch and it was good catching up with family. I don’t know my cousins that well because we have hardly seen them much so it is probably better to say I enjoyed getting to know them better.  After lunch it was back to my parent’s home for tea (as if we hadn’t eaten enough already at that point).

The day ended with most of us watching the Masters Golf tournament until the very last hole (it was one of the closest majors for quite some time). Unfortunately the guys we were routing for didn’t win and the guy we didn’t want to win, won.  Bit inconsiderate really given it was my Mom’s 80th birthday.

P, H, S, M & C

 

Burley Street

My family (or at least some of them) complained that I failed to mention what we had for supper on Thursday night and so my blog was incomplete.  So here’s the completion: We had lamb shanks.  Now I can move on to yesterday!

Everyone got up at different times – Helen and I were up first (which is not unusual).  Helen decided to go for a run around the area.  At 8 degrees (feels like 2 degrees), I prefer to stay indoors.  After breakfast and after everyone had woken up, we (P, H, S & C) decided to walk into Burley village.  It is 1.5 km walk (1 mile). Unfortunately the biggest shop – the general dealer – was closed.  Probably taken his friends to the beach – seems to be a thing around here. There is a fudge shop though in the village and we did know about that so we ended up there – tasted and bought some fudge. We had scones and tea/coffee at one of the local tea rooms and then headed back to my parent’s home.

Stephen and I enjoy playing a particular strategy game called ‘Twilight Struggle’.  My niece’s husband (does that make him my nephew-in-law) introduced us to it. We had shipped another copy to my Dad’s house so that we could play while we were here and then the plan is to take it to Portugal (sorry Kirsten!) in July.  Stephen and I both like it because unlike most board games, the element of luck affects the game minimally.  What matters far more is your strategic thinking and planning.  It does take quite some time to play but the good is that you can play a few turns then leave it and come back and play some more.  After having played it on and off yesterday we are about 1/2 way through at the moment.  Stephen is currently winning but that is mainly because he has remembered more of the rules than I have which has definitely helped him (we haven’t played in well over a year).

Stephen and I have also managed to fit some work in during the rounds of the game; Chloe and Michael have both managed to do some studying and Helen had kept her crocheting going! Dinner last night was a braai – very unusual because Friday night is usually fish night at my parent’s home (for as long as I can remember we ate fish on Fridays!). Braai was Saturday night and so now my whole equilibrium is thrown off as I keep thinking it was Saturday yesterday and Sunday today. Probably take me a few weeks to get my rhythm back now.

The evening’s entertainment is The Master’s Golf tournament. Another two nights of that to come still!

Until tomorrow

P, H, S, C & M (because he didn’t join us on our walk to Burley)

Bourton-on-the-Water to New Forest

We left Bourton-on-the-Water yesterday to travel down to my parents. As we were in no rush we had a late breakfast (9am).  Helen had wanted to go to a wool shop in the village but they were closed on Wednesday (randomly).  Everything only opens at 10am in most UK villages and so we had to wait for 10am anyway.  Helen discovered that the owners had friends with them and so decided to shut the store for the day and to go to the beach with them (it was around 10 degrees so a lovely beach day!).

The drive down to my parents home was about 2 hours and was relatively easy.  The traffic was light and with a stop at a ‘services’ on route we arrived at just before 1pm.  It was a beautiful clear day both in the Cotswolds as well as in the New Forest (which is where my parents live).  The temperature rose to around 14 degrees – a lovely UK spring day!

My parents live in a village called Burley Street which is almost a suburb of a slightly bigger village called Burley.  It is in the New Forest which is a protected area.  Most of the ‘forest’ was destroyed in 18th century already through a storm (4000 Oak trees were lost in one storm in 1703) and the Royal Navy who used the wood for naval ships.  It now has very few trees and is more like an open pastureland.

The unique thing about the New Forest is that horses (called New Forest ponies) just wander around in the area.  My Mom (horse whisperer!) has some ponies come regularly and get her attention by eating her roses.  She tries to chase them but they know she will give them a carrot or two and so they hang around for that.

We went in the afternoon to the shops in Ringwood which is the nearest town (about 7kms away). The British have some crazy regulations and we hit one while trying to buy paracetamol.  You can only buy a limited quantity at one time.  The ridiculous thing is that we were 4 people present but the rule doesn’t change.  So I said to the cashier then just do another transaction and she said she can’t do that either.  So I simply gave Stephen cash and sent him to another till and he paid for it separately.  It is a ridiculous rule that is so easy to circumvent it makes no sense to have it.  And for paracetamol! It wasn’t like we were trying to buy hundreds – we only had two boxes!

Until tomorrow

P, H, S, M & C

Bourton-on-the-Water Day 2

As we were spending the day in the Cotswolds there was no pressure to get up earlier. Most of the museums and shops only open at 10am. After having breakfast we headed to the model railway in the village. While the shop opened at 9:30am, the railway only opened at 11am so that plan was thwarted. The Woolen Mill shop was fortunately open and so we headed in there and did some shopping – well I did some shopping – found 2 jerseys I liked. By this point the rain had let up a little and it was 10am so we decided to go the Model Village.  The Model Village is an entire replica of the town down to including a model of the Model Village! The detail was quite remarkable – they even had working gutters on many of the buildings.

We then headed to the Motor Museum which was far more than just old cars. The amount of memorabilia was quite incredible. Gas pumps, sidecars, signs, toy cars etc.  They have quite a few cars from around the 1930s and most of them are in very good condition. The kids did behave like kids with some of the displays! By the time we were finished there the model railway had opened and so we headed back there again. It brought back memories of the model railway my Dad had constructed for my brother and me and then the set he helped build for our kids as well. Lots of reminiscing about how you could get trains going in opposite directions and if you got the timing spot on you could get them to pass each other in the station etc.

We had exhausted all the museums in the town at this point. As we could see the bakery from our hotel window and had seen them baking since before 6am this morning we thought we should at least try their wares. Helen had seen them make chocolate eclairs and so the men felt obliged to give them a try (they were pretty good) and Helen and Chloe had scones with jam & clotted cream. They had to wait for them because they were sold out of the first batch they made and were making more. They said they were worth the wait.  Helen and Chloe were inspired and both of them at some point said they wanted to start a bakery!

After all the morning activity it was time for a short rest and then at 1pm we headed out to Lower Oddington (the English have some strange names of towns!). The reason we went was because I had read that there was a Church that was built in the 800s there and it had a medieval mural dating from 1500s.  As we hadn’t eaten lunch yet we found the only place in Lower Oddington that served food and went there. It was called Fox Inn (https://thefoxatoddington.com/) and the food and the atmosphere were good – a really good find!

After lunch we went to the Church (St Nicholas Church of England). It is about 0.5 miles outside of the village. The church is surrounded by a grave yard with many of the grave stones being from the 1800s. The church was open though there was nobody around at all. It seems they still hold services there but you would definitely have to come wrapped up warmly because it was icy cold inside. The mural covered the one whole wall. Incredible to thing it was painted 600-700 years ago. There was a list of rectors up from 1200s until 1977!

The rest of the afternoon we spent relaxing at the hotel and then headed out for dinner at the number rated restaurant in the village – The Rose Tree (http://www.therosetreeinbourton.co.uk/).  Another good choice as the food was again very good. Now we are all off to bed!

Until tomorrow

P, H, S, M & C

PS: The pic is a photo from our hotel room window.

 

 

UK trip

We left last night from Cape Town for the UK.  It is my Mom’s 80th birthday on Sunday and we decided to come over and celebrate that with my parents.  It is actually the first time for a while that just the family is traveling together.  The flight over was pretty uneventful except for Chloe being asked for her ID to prove she is of drinking age when she asked for champagne before take off. That is the first time any of our kids have been asked for proof of age when having alcohol on a flight (and some of them ‘might’ even have had before age 18!).

It was usual English spring weather when we arrived.  10 degrees C and raining. After having showers and breakfast in the BA arrivals lounge, we went off to find the shuttle bus to Hertz (who we were renting a car from). Standing outside waiting for the bus for 10 minutes in 10 degrees was a slightly shock to most of the family.

We had decided to spend 2 days in the Cottswolds on route to my parents. The last time we had slept in the Cottswolds was when we only had one child and he was in a pram still – probably around 20 years ago. The drive from Heathrow to the Cottswolds takes you past Oxford and takes about 2 hours.  We could only check in to our hotel at 2pm and given it was about 10:30am when we arrived in the area we decided to do some sightseeing in the area to kill some time.  We drove to Upper & Lower Slaughter & Stow-on-the-Wold.  Slaughter is really a strange name and makes you think the name must have come from some kind of killing spree.  It actually has nothing to do with that at all.  It comes from the old English word ‘Slohtre‘ which means ‘Muddy place’.  And that is exactly what the Cottswolds are right now – muddy. We were quite amazed by how many pheasants we have seen and even stopped to photograph one or two.  They really are beautiful birds.

We had tea & coffee in a quaint tea shop in Stow-on-the-Wold and walked around that town as well. Helen had remembered there were stocks in the town square.  The stocks are now somewhat weather eroded (only the bottom section was still present) but it is a quaint little town.  By this time it was nearing 1pm and we took a chance and headed to our hotel in Bourton-on-the-Water.  We had booked into the Old Manse Hotel which is exactly the same hotel Helen and I stayed in with Stephen 20+ years ago.  Fortunately we could get 2 of our rooms immediately so we unpacked and then went to find a lunch restaurant in the town.

After lunch we all felt the need to catch up on some rest/work/sleep and then at 5pm we went for a walk around Bourton-on-the-Water.  Unfortunately many of the shops had closed (or maybe fortunately) but we walked down the river well into the residential part of the town and then turned around and walked back up the river again in the other direction.  We walked for approximately 40 minutes which was probably good for all of us especially since afterwards we went into the pub for pint (or half-pint for most of the family).  We had dinner in the hotel and are all now settled in our rooms for the night.  I think we will all sleep well tonight.

Until tomorrow

P, H, S, M & C