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a Vincent Mounier Photography Blog

Slingshot to Kruger, Part 5 - Interview with the Hyena
July 21, 2013
Wintertime mornings are chilly in the Kruger Park, and when up before dawn, a sweater or fleece are welcome. Shivering a bit in the dark rondavel, I dressed up enough to feel cozy and brewed coffee on the outside hot-plate while birds added their solos to the river tune. Our next camp, Balule, was only a half-hour away and we had decided to go for an early drive before packing up and moving on from Olifants. One of the park maps we carried along showed a little star some f...
Slingshot to Kruger, Part 4 - The Wild Song of the Olifants River
July 14, 2013
Up before dawn, I glanced at Marie. A single strand of red hair emerged from underneath her sheets and she looked fast asleep, having had a difficult night. I decided to let her rest and got dressed silently for a solo drive. I could hear the camp slowly coming to life around me, although only our immediate neighbor tent was in sight through the vegetation. By the time I reached the open camp gate, Tamboti had released its load of early game watchers in various directio...
Slingshot to Kruger - Interlude
July 13, 2013
(Brought to you with the help of Google Translate) "- Yeah, and good old Muddy's entire family was culled last week after he got carried away and led them through a fence into a tented camp. Best bushes and leaves ever, y'know? Never touched, all organic and first growth. Any way, he'd miscalculated his appetite and brought a whole tree down onto a couple of occupied tourist tents. Dude, these little pests exploded like pop-corn! I heard it from all the way across...
Slingshot to Kruger - The Map
July 10, 2013
Due to popular request, I have created a map of the Kruger trip. You can zoom in using the navigation buttons top-left, and dragging with the mouse will move you around. Or even better, click here to open the map in a new browser tab, full page, and then use the mouse wheel to zoom in like on other Google Maps, or click on the shortcuts on the left to go to that section or place directly. Here we go for the first 4 days of the trip; I will keep updating the map with new...
Slingshot to Kruger, Part 3 - Through the Orpen Gate
July 9, 2013
In a rare breach of morning protocol, the Landcruiser was packed and the premises vacated even before breakfast the next day. The keys dropped off, we asked for advice on the best place to purchase some kind of coffee-making apparatus, and drove down the main street two full stop signs and a bit. To our utter delight, the recommended shop not only sold coffee makers but they were authentic Bialetti's! We replaced our missing Italian genie with great relief, ordered a fe...
Macy's 2013 NYC Fourth of July Fireworks - Flowers in the Summer Sky
July 7, 2013
I hate crowds. As a sum, they are systematically stupider than their individual parts. There are a few public events in New York that I have always found a reason to skip despite my curiosity, blaming it on the hundreds of thousands who would also attend. But sometimes exposure is unavoidable. A few years ago, bracing myself, I checked out Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade®. Attendance: 3 million people. I will never go again but I'm glad I saw it. Ironically, Macy's is ...
Slingshot to Kruger, Part 2 - Mpumalanga Worries
July 3, 2013
Up early on our second day, we had breakfast in the hotel lounge and I was granted an eyebrow lift when I asked a waitress if she could kindly fill our coffee flask for the road. I guess Bloemfontein, third capital of South Africa, gets more business travelers than off-the-beaten-track explorers - the latter, it is well known, drinking coffee by the flask rather than the cup. When I carried our bags out to the Landcruiser, a precocious dawn was upon the city and the night ...
Slingshot to Kruger, Part 1 - Snow in the Karoo
June 29, 2013
I am writing this from New York City, the Big Apple, eight million souls, fifty million visitors a year, four hundred and sixty-eight subway stations, thirteen thousand yellow cabs, on a hot and humid summer day with a thirty-seven degrees Celsius signature (98°F). My head is still spinning from the trip, daydreams powerfully controlling reality, dampening the heat, distilling flower scents from raw smells and muffling sirens and horns until they chirp like happy birds. ...
Digression
June 25, 2013
While I work on my Kruger wild animal pictures and water the Brooklyn roof farm, he are snapshots of the relieved Estorbo, half of his human crew having returned. The catsitters were awesome, he says, but they did not completely understand me. They thought I was needy. I'm just sophisticated. Don Estorbo de la Bodega Dominicana ...
Duck, You Pixel!
June 21, 2013
This will conclude my unrelated, without-a-point, off-the-record series of posts with a Sergio Leone title. One scratches an itch. Not being ready to proceed with Kruger images, I've stepped aside and had fun with bird pictures taken in the Constantia garden. Both sexes of amethyst sunbirds conducting a negotiation There will be many impressive, strange and colorful birds in the posts to come, yet these small regulars of the home garden are somehow more fun. They are c...
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly Pixel
June 18, 2013
We are back from the Kruger, recovering from a fantastic 5,000 km road trip through South Africa and enjoying Cape Town's funky winter weather. I now have to sort through close to 3,000 photos and eliminate the many bad and ugly ones, and deliver the goods - the few keepers that will fuel our memories for years. I will be back in NYC in less than a week, while Marie straggles in the Cape a little longer. Processing these shots will take eons, patience needed. I expect five...
My Name is No Body
These shots were taken with the trusty point-and-shoot, hence the silly title to this post. This was unfortunately the only trail run I was able to squeeze in this far, time having been preciously filled with all sorts of things, and rain omnipresent. I mean real rain. Torrential rain. With thunder and lightning and occasional hail. With ponds and swimming pools overflowing. With happy birds and ducks everywhere. Towards the Constantia Nek I ran up the green belt into the...