13th September 2000
From behind us Dale shouted, “Was that air?” We roared with laughter, but did Tjololo deserve this. He was in that precarious position busy with his ablutions and not having fed now for a week there seemed nothing else he could pass but air. But interestingly enough he was still passing stools after a week. (I’m sure most of you don’t really want to know about that).
Tjololo was still intent on moving around his boundaries marking and only in the early hours did he venture into his heartland and move into serious hunting mode. He wasn’t able to get near some impala or a duiker but he rushed in on a kudu cow and they tumbled into the bushes. Tjololo couldn’t hold on and it got away. By dawn he was back at almost the very same spot we left him yesterday. If we hadn’t been traveling with him all night, only working days, we’d have assumed he’d been sleeping all night.
My tyres took a serious bashing last night with 3 blowouts. We didn’t have enough spares and Dale had to rush back to camp and bring others. He pulled the short straw, ‘cos it meant we were able to sleep for an hour plus. Goodyear have promised to help us out. Hopefully that will be soon.
This weather sure is all over the place. Only the night before I was wearing all my winter clothes and last night I wore my shorts all night it was so warm. I just love this hot dry weather.
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