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Gameranger Has Encountered A Problem Free In AdvpackGameranger Has Encountered A Problem Iso Wetland ParkHuge numbers of wildlife and during school holidays, traffic jams!For all the trails walked, game drives driven and animals encountered, it is the people with whom I shared those experiences, and that forest with that will leave the longest impression. And of course, Kruger National Park. The stunning landscapes of the Drakensburg mountains, home to bearded vultures, and the marshes of the iSimangaliso wetland park stand out for their beauty. The remote, white sand beaches of Kosi bay are pristine! Leatherback and Loggerhead turtles nest here. You become acutely aware of your surroundings. Every thought, every worry, every emotion melts away. Walking trails takes the cake.Once you step out of the vehicle and walk the same dirt paths as the animal you are tracking, you transform. Vehicle passed guiding, trails walking and marine guiding. Photo by Peter KavanaghThe course consisted of three parts. People with whom I shared such passion for wildlife. You breathe deep through your nose, filtering the air for any scent indicating something’s presence. Your ears await the crunch and rustle of leaves, the snapping of branches, the alarm call of a birds or monkeys or the hand signals of your friends. Glancing down at the path your walking, ensuring sure steps, looking for tracks. Sensitive to colours that don’t fit in and movements that plants don’t make. Here you can discover yourself. Nothing between you and wilderness around you but the rubber on your sole and what you packed on your back. Away from expectations and assumptions. This is trail walking, there is simply nothing like it.Away from the rumble of engines and the smell of diesel. Apple file manager for macEncountering enough animals on foot to be qualified to back up a lead trail guide. It exists with or without you and in that you can simply just be.I spent two weeks out in a reserve walking trails. It doesn’t even know you exist. It doesn’t want you to be somewhere. It doesn’t advertise anything to you. During watch, it lies on a ledge nearby, loaded but not cocked, tucked into its carrying bag with just the butt and trigger protruding. A place inaccessible at other times and at other places.We walk with a. It is during this time that your mind wonders, about the day’s events, about yourself, who you and where you are but also to no place in particular. Your eyes are drawn deep into the fire, lured by the dancing flames, bushman’s T.V. You let your ears keep watch. It was night watch that brought me closest to my surroundings. Two brown shapes emerge a moment later. They disappear behind bush and earth. They are moving along the river’s edge towards camp. A few moments pass before I scan again. They are far off, nothing extraordinary there. Photo by Peter KavanaghOne night, as I scan around and down the river bank I see two pairs of red eyes oscillating fluidly in the blackness. After 20 minutes, their curiosity was quenched and they moved off. Curious to what this light was flickering in the night. There they lay down and they watched. Eye to eye, 20 metres of sandy earth between us. The lioness’ looked at me, and I looked back at them. I’m pretty sure my heart fell into my guts as a wave of electricity pulsed through every nerve. Their tracks circle the lodge most nights. Hyenas howled at night, sometimes next to my cabin, rumbling my bones to the marrow. Being a field guide I obviously spent more time in the bush then most people, encountering many secretive and seldom seen animals. There was simply no one else.Days could be long. Any issues with plumbing, electricity or any mechanical issues, I dealt with it, or at least tried to. I was also responsible for maintenance and upkeep of the lodge. But it also put a lot of weight on my shoulders. This gave me incredible freedom to do what I wanted in my spare time. For the most part, I was the only guide. There are no natural sources of water on the reserve. This place is mega dry! It hardly rains, and when it does, it’s not enough. Work cycles were 30 days on and 10 days off.Water was always a worry. Other rhinos are not so lucky. The demand on it from the neighbouring villages is too high.One morning I woke to the news that one of the Rhinos had been poached. There is a pipeline but water doesn’t flow through it. It’s worth more than its weight in gold.Rhino poaching has sky rocketed. Flakes of his horn still littered the scene. All for a substance with the same make up as nail and hair. They posed by the carcass for a picture, smiling.Its gut wrenching to see an animal you’ve been following and bumping into for months reduced to nothing more than lifeless flesh. The reserve has an anti-poaching team, but that didn’t help. Local villagers, even the rangers and guides… even the anti-poaching team. Poaching can be committed by, and involve anyone. People are poor and money talks. Photoshop offline versionThe elation of encountering such wildlife is equalled by the grief when it is destroyed. If you can get the skin of a leopard, you’re the man.It is in witnessing the beauty of these few places that one realises their uniqueness and their fragility. Local cultures hold Leopard skin as a very high status symbol. Usually for the meat or hide. Wire snares are left out to snag anything that steps in it. The roots of greed and corruption run deep here.It’s not just Rhinos being poached. You turn your head to the others around you and express all the words needed in a single wide eyed glance, smirking through an open mouth. Gravity seems to increase for a moment. You’ve followed his tracks and smelt his scent and then there he is. To know why it is important not to lose them, to keep some ‘wild’ for the future.There are no words to describe to elation of bumping into a Leopard or a Lion on a drive.
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