Our final days and nights in Kruger National Park were spent in and around Skukuza. There was plenty of drama. I was awoken on the first night by a bat which upon colliding with the ceiling fan was flung onto my hand. In a half sleepy, fumbling haze of fears about rabid bats I leapt off the bed. The sheet still had hold of my foot and I went flying horizontal across the room. Fortunately my fall was broken by the other bed; unfortunately my daughters were in it and had an almighty fright. What a lot of midnight pandemonium!
Nevertheless we were up at dawn and headed out along the H1-1 to Pretoriuskop. Our first new animal sighting was a Klipspringer, perched daintily amongst huge boulders. It posed for a few minutes then nimbly hopped up and away out of sight.
Further onwards we came across a devastating scene. There was a clan of hyenas on the road and two dead baby hyenas. An adult hyena was gently tugging at the neck of one of the babies as if encouraging it to stand up. Another closer hyena caught my gaze, we looked into each other’s eyes and I felt challenged for intruding on this grief. In our naivety about Africa we thought the cubs had been hit by a car but later discovered that the hyenas had been attacked by a pride of lions.
I recorded the sounds of frogs while on the tour. What a joyful cacophony as they celebrated the huge volumes of rain we had in those last few days. I have an unusual ringtone for my phone.
Throughout the night lightning flashed, the sky roared, mumbled, cracked and groaned and the rain drummed as the Sabie river marched higher up its banks. We awoke to find the Sabie twice as wide. Unfortunately the rain meant significant deterioration of the unsealed roads and they were closed for everyone’s safety. We decided to visit Lower Sabie camp via the H4-1. The Sabie in flood was mesmerising. Huge logs and great clumps of vegetation floated and dodged round snags as if they were canapés on an expert waiter’s tray.
The wall of the toilets at Lower Sabie had a great collection insects including a marbled emperor moth (Heniocha dyops), whose larvae feed on Acacia spp, and my favourite was a yellow moth with a very fluffy head. I’d be grateful if there is someone who can identify it.
The next morning we left Kruger National Park via the Paul Kruger gate. We caught our final glimpses of impala’s, kudu, giraffe and zebra but sadly no lions. Ah well that just means it is crucial that I visit again.