Josh and Autumn broke my tent when they assembled it in Vancouver over Halloween. In retrospect, I'm impressed that they managed to do so much damage to such a simple tent in such a short period of time. In Josh's defense, I don't think he's ever assembled a tent nor will he ever have to do so again. Regardless, due to the resultant structural damage to poles and fabric, additional areas of the tent are now failing under the increased strains. This will take on significant importance as I enter malaria zones in the north, so I spent some time sewing. Shown: me sewing.
I love the radio here. The music is mostly American stuff, but the selections are just … better. Of particular amusement is the Namibian National News. Today's national headline: "30 sheep were stolen from Botswana and smuggled into Namibia". Also, an ad informing us that for only $1500 you can get two television ads and three radio ads both receiving a national audience during the African Cup. This got me thinking about all entertaining things you can do with money.
The zooming on my camera is broken, so I tried to regain the functionality by taping my monocular to the camera. Results were mixed. Excuse the resulting photographs.
Dusk Day 2 - Four lionesses and one king of the jungle just 15m off the side of the road. They were relaxing, licking, and rolling around in the grass. About 200m downwind, the largest herd of springbok we ever saw was trickling past them. We sat to watch for about 20 minutes - and finally, the king gets up, gets feisty with his favorite lioness, mounts, and dismounts two seconds later. A mighty roar echoes throughout the land, and they're back to rolling in the grass together. The whole ordeal got me thinking about the potential virtues of polygamy. Raphael's picture.
Back at camp we have real meat over the braai (BBQ). We also eat some stinky fish on bread and this draws quite a bit of attention. We end up defending our campsite against a group of jackals which harass us all night. When Raphael leaves, I'm reading in the dark and one is just 1 m behind me drinking some fishy water. Cool little things.
"excuse the resulting photos" - never ever excuse yourself for awesome photos like that! Subbing the monocular for the zoom = wicked cool frames.
ReplyDeleteRemember the time we were in a tent and you FREAKED out about a raccoon being a metre away? My, how things have changed Kenny. ;)
Racoons have those creepy little hands. Much scarier than dogs.
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