Punda Maria Camp, Kruger National Park, South Africa, 16 November 2008
It’s not taken us long to settle into a daily routine. The alarm goes off at 4am but I’m awake, listening to the sounds of Africa awaking. We crawl out of our scratchers, gulp down a coffee in the half-light and saddle up; Wendy in the driver’s seat, me behind with the camera and long tom on a monopod. Just as the gates to the camp open at 4.30am we trundle between them, out into the wilds of Kruger National Park. Where are we headed? I don’t know. We’ll set off on one of the game drives but it’s a lottery what we will see; it could be nothing.
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