They Really Know Their Shit
Mots, or Motswani, refers to himself as a River Bushman who grew up with a semi-nomadic family on the edge of the Kalahari desert. His grandfather was a true hunter-gather. Walking with him in the bush provided compelling depth to a seemingly flat landscape.
Be Careful Where You Drop Your Drawers!
I know I will never learn all the birds’ names, be able to identify the different scat, and save myself if a water buffalo charges, but I can now identify the Sticky Bush!
Playing With Scorpions
It was after the great insect plague of 1929 that they started recording the Sans’ births so anyone born before that event is known to be older than 88. Their age is described as “having been born before the plague”.
They Drank the Dang Cooling Pool
There is no mistaking that you are in a tent with nothing but canvas between you and the wild world on the other side. It is thrilling! We just had no idea, how thrilling it would become.
Maun—Gateway to Botswana’s Game Parks
We arrived in Maun in the northwest corner of Botswana after a long flight delay out of Gaborone. The guidebooks did indeed warn us about setting unrealistic expectations.
A Little Incident at Table Mountain
Everyone collectively stopped breathing and all 65 of us in the car began looking around with that questioning expression of, “Is this normal?”
Each One, Teach One
We didn’t get out of the truck or take photos. Instead, we just sat talking about the complications of living in South Africa before and now and watched people come and go in the rain.
Buddha Baboons, Molting Penguins and Kissing Seals
Today was a long drive from Cape Town down around the tip of Africa—The Cape of Good Hope. If you’ve ever driven the northern California coast, the drive around the Cape is very similar—wild, scenic, and stunningly beautiful. We walked to the top of Cape Lookout and could see the South Atlantic Ocean on one […]
Lattes and Exercise Rooms
The custom man upon hearing where we were from threw up his arms and with a belly laugh said, “Welcome to South Africa!” It is as if Apartheid never happened.
We Slept Out Under The Milky Way
As often as we have done this now, it still amazes me that you can book an entire trip to someplace far, far away, pay a bunch of money, then show up on the designated day, at the designated time and place, and there is someone friendly there to meet you.