In the morning, the hyenas were gone and I wondered if I had dreamt their presence. Departing from Balule, we concluded that the life of a camp keeper can be rough and left the...

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...

(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...