I own no land, instead I have wheelestate. I’ve been a full time RVer since 1997. Working summers as a Park Ranger takes me to many beautiful places and playing during the winter takes me to many more. This blog is simply the story of my life's adventures.
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The forest is turning to gold. At least the Aspen are. Last week’s few cool nights down into the low 30s F have triggered the trees. This photo was taken on Monday. I need to get out in the forest.
After five days touring in South Africa Joan and I finally made it to Kruger National Park where I hoped to see abundant wildlife.
We checked into Orpen Gate,
one of several entrances to the park.
I bought my Wild Card which came in handy when visiting other National Parks throughout South Afrca.
First we spotted a few birds (for more birds). We saw Guinea Fowl many times and referred to them as breakfast as they aren’t very smart or fast about moving off the road.
Then saw an Impala.
And several more.
And then herds. The bloody Impalas were everywhere.
Stopped to see how the Rangers used to live at the Rabelais Hut.
Where are all the animals? Eyes constantly scanning back and forth, along the ground and in the trees as we slowly cruised along the roads for many hours.
At Sunset Lake a hippo drank.
While overhead a fish eagle soared.
Saw wildebeests playing.
The zebras looked so friendly, I really wanted to ride one. But we had to stay in our Toyota cage.
This 3 foot Rock leguan monitor lizard ambled across the road in front of us.
I’m not sure how big the termites are, but the mounds were over my head.
At least the grasshoppers were small. I was with the Bug Lady after all.
We camped at Satara Rest Camp watching the sunset and enjoying a nightcap while the hyenas paced back and forth on the other side of the fence about 20 feet away.
After I went into the tent I just had to record the night sounds. Yes, that’s the hyenas serenading me to sleep.
And I dreamed about seeing all the Big 5 on my first of five days in Kruger. All thanks to Joan’s excellent guiding skills.
There is no such thing as Buffalo in America. You have to go to Asia or Africa to see true Buffalo. There are Bison. They can be seen at Custer State Park, Yellowstone and Wind Cave National Parks and privately owned ranches, but not at Grand Canyon.