Monday 12 March 2018

Off the beaten track

I slept so well last night. The bed was really comfortable and will be welcome when we return at the end of the trip after camping! We have breakfast at 7, including delicious warm muffins and bizarrely square bacon which might have been reconstituted except that it has fat. Mike has gone to get the propshaft fitted to make our vehicle 4-wheel drive so after packing we have some free time to relax and take photos in the grounds, then it’s off to the mall again to stock up on booze and snacks for the trip.

After stopping for fuel and air (right next to the elusive Bi-Lo restaurant) we finally leave town at around 11 to drive around 200km to the Kuruman River Reserve. We leave the tarmac just outside Upington and take a dirt track at a fairly modest pace due to the well-loaded roof rack and trailer. Sue is wearing a fabulous top featuring an embroidered animal and as we chat on the journey we learn that she makes these herself.

The road is straight and its sandy surface is pale yellow, just like the roads I saw from the plane. The landscape is sparsely populated with a farmhouse every 20 or 30 km. They have corrals by the road with sloping runways designed for offloading livestock from vehicles. The poles carrying the power lines are topped with massive sociable weaver bird nests that make them look like they’ve been badly thatched.  There are few turn-offs apart from the driveways to properties, and Bobby-Jo has a map with distance markers and photos of the intersections where we have to make turns. The first one is a little further along than indicated but we finally spot the church that marks the turn – just a single storey building with a cross on the gable end.

We’re looking for a shady spot to stop for lunch, but there are few trees on the road side of the fences. Finally we settle for a modest tree and Mike sets about making ham and tomato sandwiches on a Breaking Bad chopping board. Louise quickly spots the ticks that are making a bee line across the dust for our blood, and those in shorts and sandals hastily apply insect repellent. We eat in the meagre shade of the tree and the truck and Bobby-Jo takes our first group photo.

We hit the road again and set a steady pace until Bobby-Jo sees a startled steenbock dart towards the fence and thinks it may have become entangled. Turning around with the trailer is a challenge but somehow Mike manages it. Fortunately the creature isn’t stuck – but, before long, we are. Unable to turn the trailer on the narrow track, Mike ventures up the sandy bank and the towbar gets stuck. We pile out and manhandle the trailer to the other side of the road, then help push the vehicle off the sandbank; Mike reattaches it and we pile back in.

Our journey resumes and we notice that the quantity of wildlife is increasing as we get further from Upington. Karen is excited to spot a wild meerkat, we also spot ground squirrels, steenbok, gemsbok, red hartebeest, springbok and common warthogs. The ranchers are keen to deter humans, judging by the notices that show a handgun contained in a red circle; more elaborate and detailed signs contain a skull and crossbones. There are no other signs of habitation apart from the ranches and although we pass an occasional vehicle we never see anybody on foot.

Eventually we make a right turn onto a paved highway; the entrance to Kuruman River Reserve is about a kilometre along on the left. We enter through a gate and make our way to the farmhouse where the Kalahari Meerkat Project has its HQ. This is where the Meerkat Manor TV series was filmed, and more recently some episodes of Animals with Cameras. We are fortunate to be here, a privilege extended to Bobby-Jo who knows the family of the founder – it’s primarily a research establishment; tour groups are not usually allowed to visit.

We’re directed to another farmhouse called Gannavlakte where we will stay, both in the house and in rondavels nearby. We’re shown around by Simon who manages the property; there is a separate manager for the research project. The house is single storey with a veranda along each long side, ample living space and a well-equipped kitchen. There are shower and toilet blocks, outside tables and chairs, a firepit and a large barbeque – known here as a braai. We choose our rondavels and unpack; I’m already feeling right at home here.

Our meerkat encounters will begin tomorrow morning, but meanwhile we are visited by ground squirrels and a tortoise. Bobby-Jo gives us our first photography lesson, sitting outside under a shady tree. She begins with some top tips and then goes into a little more detail about composition; there’s a lot of emphasis on the creativity of the photographer and the skill of “painting with light” and less on the type of equipment. The more technical information about camera controls will follow tomorrow, but I already feel I know more about how to spot a photo opportunity and then make the most of it.


I grab a shower before dinner; Mike cooks us a braai of steak, lamb and sausages with a salad and cornmeal which we eat al fresco. The sky looks very close and the stars are really bright – the milky way is clearly visible. We sit around for a while chatting but we have an early start tomorrow so nobody stays up very late. I try to message Simon and Alex before bed but there’s very little signal here … 

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