While Satara lacked the soft song of a river and the hippo grunts that had faded away to the north, evenings in camp were quite enjoyable. Our rondavel circle was visited by a...

Olifants was revisited with intimate pleasure. Our new rondavel had an even better view than the previous. Hippos were on station down below, loud and comical. Birds and mongooses...

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...