"The time has come," the Walrus said, "To talk of many things:”

I feel a rest from blogging is needed… I need to complete the editing of my book, and the posts you all add are just too good to miss. So what must I do to get the work done? Make a break, switch off the posts and concentrate on the book.

The problem is I’m doing to many rewrites and then rewrites of rewrites and so on and so forth. The breaks are just interfering with the flow of the book and as I have sourced a Editor, I now need to get serious about finishing this work. Am I serious about publishing it? We’ll see what the Editor says. He is an old school friend who is an English major and knows a lot of my background.

There is only one thing to do and that’s to hit the road running and give it a try full time.

I will miss your posts and probably cheat every now and then by popping in to see what I’m missing.

 

I’m Proud to be called a Rhodesian…

Mere members of the human race,
But we have known a special place.
We did grow up in a different way,
In a land where we wish we could stay.

Those that joined us adopted our ways,
Many that visited extended their stay’s.
We loved the weather and loved the sun.
Outdoor and bush people every one.

We loved our sport loved our braai’s,
Under those great Rhodesian skies.
A fun loving people friendly to boot,
Most enjoyed some meat to shoot.

We loved our fishing and to camp,
Along some lovely river bank.
We loved our dams and water sport,
We loved to make rather than import.

But now we are scattered across the earth,
Very far away from our place of birth.
We love a challenge and successful will be,
Whilst we prey for sanity in the land of Zimbabwe.

Written by Pete Barlow 10/07/2001

I also found these photos… oh how I wish I’d taken them, I cannot find any copyright on them and to hell they are shared all over the web so why not here….

The new recruits to combat poaching…

These two photos I found on FB and are from the Kgalagadi where we will go again…

Man these are good photos… and this bottom one I wonder if the Lion is off to the toilet…

Can you imagine if you are in the toilet and on your way out this is what you see… oh boy the adrenaline rush would be high and the skid mark very dark…