On The Road Again… Kathu here we come again.. terratry playing along.

And I can’t wait to get on the road again.
On the road again

Goin’ places that I’ve never been.
Seein’ things that I may never see again
And I can’t wait to get on the road again.
On the road again –

Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
We’re the best of friends.
Insisting that the world keep turning our way
And our way
is on the road again.

Just can’t wait to get on the road again.
The life I love is makin’ music with my friends.

Thanks Willie Nelson….





I’ll be seeing you
In all the old familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces
All day and through

I’m sitting quietly and watching you all… will be back soon.!!!

“All Aboard” .. Two different meanings…

When we arrived in Kathu last Friday, Son told me he had a job for me. I knew there was a reason for him flying us down. Feeling all important I asked what was needed. The answer was not what I expected, he needed an assistant Medic to drive the Golf Cart to pick up the lame and injured at the Saturdays Rugby match.. Not a problem, I love gold carts and it sounded an important job.

Saturday saw me parked on the side lines while two teams tried their best to win the game.. now Kathu’s team is made up of miners and strong young fellows, the opposing team seemed just as strong and determined, and naturally a hard battle was fought with the odd injury.. My signal to proceed on the field was given by the team medics (the important people).

My first call was to collect a player with a very sore ankle.. he climbed on willingly. The second, limping along, gave me the ok he was going to walk… my reply was for him to climb aboard, or I would injure him more.. I was loving the importance of my job…



I enjoyed the chirping from the stands every time I had to collect a person…..


Now for the second meaning…. yesterday morning we had managed to get a seat on the plane to return… two minutes before boarding time the wife decided to go to the loo… we nearly missed the flight… when I entered the plane which was now being held for us, Linda still on her way.. I demanded to know who had pressed the play button on the remote… this had the men on board break out in laughter… it seems it is not only in my house that when you press the play button on the DVD player, the wife gets up and goes to the toilet…

I took some photos from the plane.. but could have wished for better conditions… but our descent into O R Tambo Airport gave me a few views of golf courses and race courses… few people realise just how big Johanneburg is… from the air it is massive…


Turffontein Race Course..


A shopping centre surrounded by houses….


Another Golf Course surrounded by houses…..


Even farms in the middle of the city… can you imagine what that ground is worth….


and the highways leading to who knows where…..


But now we’re back and having had an enjoyable time with the family, it’s back to the grindstone of business…

Continuing on in the Kalahari Gemsbok Park..

To continue with the trip… our first 50 km we took 4 hours to do… we were on the Twee Rivers Nossob road… lets show you a map to help keep track….. (to see the whole area map, click on it to enlarge….)


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We had passed Kij Kij and had heard from a fellow visitor there where Lion at Melk vlei…. this required a bit more speed but we must have been too late.. so a stop at the picnic spot was called for….

Now just to give you an idea of the feel of this park, there are no fences around the picnic spot, so before you alight from your vehicle, you tend to check to see if there is anything around that might want to make a snack of you… nothing there unfortunately, so we used the toilets… Remembering to close the entry door so you don’t get a visit whilst doing your thing…. mind you the appearance of a lion peeping at you, could work well as a laxative…..

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With everyone feeling better and after partaking in a little sustenance,  we were on our way up to Dikbaardskolk and then over to Kamqua for an eventual stop at the Kalahari Tented Camp our home for the night…. and these are a few things we saw on the way (remember I will be doing photo posts of these sightings in detail later on)… enjoy an entrée…

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And then we found him.. or should I say them…. BIG and MEAN… now I’m talking nonsense, lovely looking, healthy and beautiful….in his prime.. Can’t wait to show you more of these photos…

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Kalahari Desert and surrounds.

The Kalahari Desert (in Afrikaans "Dorsland", meaning "thirst land")

The Bulldog went a walk about… the Kalahari being his place of choice…

A quick description of the Kalahari; a large semi-arid sandy savannah in Southern Africa extending 900,000 square kilometres (350,000 sq. mi), covering much of Botswana and parts of Namibia and South Africa. The surrounding Kalahari Basin covers over 2,500,000 square kilometres (970,000 sq. mi) extending farther into Botswana, Namibia and South Africa, and encroaching into parts of Angola, Zambia and Zimbabwe.

Rivers??? there are none (permanent that is) except the Okavango, which flows into a delta in the northwest of Botswana, forming marshes that are rich in wildlife.

Where all did the Bulldog go? Kathu, Kakamas, Keimoes, Upington, Augrabies, Postmasburg, Beeshoek, (where I shall be doing a post on their golf course on my other blog) and the Kalagadi Gemsbok Park which is part of the Kgalagadi Transfrontier Park.

Where can these towns be found? In the Northern Cape province of South Africa…..

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We live in Pretoria so it gives you an idea of where we travelled to…..

In the next couple of weeks I’m going to share my photo graphic journey with you, we have much to be grateful for, the biggest being my Son, who took the time and expense to take us to all the different places… and to the wild antelope and birds that posed so gracefully, allowing some of the best photography I’ve ever taken…