I left Olifants Camp early morning knowing I had a 153-kilometer drive to Lower Sabie ahead and not wanting to miss a thing along the way.  I had no way of knowing what awaited me.

Not long after I got onto the H1-4 headed south – my first cup of coffee not even consume...

It was December of 2008.  I was visiting Kruger alone and had spent the hottest part of the day before at a pool in the camp I was staying in.  There happen to be another girl at the pool who was also alone and we chatted.  She told me she was doing ant research in the...

I once knew a girl who collected all things hippopotamus.  They are so cute, she would tell me.  Maybe a baby hippo is cute; but then again practically all babies are cute.  When you are in the water with these two ton Tessies though there is nothing cute about them re...

Early the year 2002 I was on a journey through Malawi, a tourist destination for less than a million international visitors annually compared to almost a million a month of the same in South Africa.  I visited and camped on Mt Mulanji, a lush green mountain that reache...

As I gear up for my next trip to South Africa -  including many nights in Kruger National Park - I start a pile of items to bring on the trip.  My thoughts turns to what monkey repellant I shall take this year; an air horn, a water squirter, rubber snakes..., I've used...

I arrived at my bed and breakfast in Cape Town on June 4th  after twenty four hours of travel.  The manager – during her tour of the beach front guest house – pointed out the candles and matches provided in case of load shedding.  Having friends in South Africa and fol...

In one of the amazing Punda Maria fixed tents my fellow traveler and I slept like babies until at some point in the night I heard a sound.  When in Africa in any tent or accommodation a sound in the night can be one of many things.  I pride myself in being able to iden...

In 2009, during my seventh of ten trips to Kruger National Park I realized I had become so familiar with Kruger that, on occasion, I would stop roadside and remember seeing the very sight I was looking at from a past visit.  This park in South Africa is not small, it c...

I was in Satara Camp, a fenced camp in the Kruger National Park; my hut number 179 was right at the fence.  As dusk slipped in predators began to patrol the outside fence boundary seeking handouts from rule breaking guests.  Inside the fence tourists patrol, torch in h...

I've never been afraid of snakes.  In fact, every Saturday for three years I volunteered at the Chattahoochee Nature Center in Atlanta, Georgia a wonderful place that specializes in the rehabilitation of birds of prey and reptiles; housing the non-releasables.  I had a...

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