Maputaland Meander

Aitch was impressed: Luxury with Wilderness Safaris at Ndumo, grub and game drives laid on. Aitch had fun with the giraffe’s dong. So where we going next? she asks. “You’ll see”, I say. Hmm, she says, knowingly . . .

So I walked into Kosi Lodge and came out and said “We’ll just camp outside the gate, I brought a tent!” Ha! You hadn’t booked! She muttered triumphantly. She’d known all along. She loved it. She didn’t really mind the roughing it and the uncertainty and she LOVED catching me out and teasing me about my disorganisation.

She says there was a bit of muttering and a few mild imprecations erecting the unfamiliar tent.

Borrowed Lello's tent, too

We drove to Kosi mouth:

ndumo-kosi-mabibi-isuzu-1

Then onward, southward. Where we staying tonight?, she asked sweetly. “You’ll see” I said. Hmm, she muttered knowingly. Well, let me just say ONE thing: We are not staying at Mabibi. The newspapers have been full of stories about bad guys at Mabibi. “Zat so?” Yes. Anywhere but Mabibi.

Well Rocktail Bay was full and we drove on as evening approached. The watchtower man had knocked off and we gave him a lift so he could show us the way. You’re going to Mabibi, aren’t you? said the all-knowing one. “Well, there’s nowhere else”, I mumbled. When we got there she surprised me by saying Let’s just sleep under the stars, I’m too tired to pitch the tent. So we did. My brave Aitch! Here she is next morning.

Mabibi Camp. Aitch aziz

We had borrowed the Lello’s Isuzu Trooper. What a lovely vehicle! What magic Maputaland roads!

Lift! Lift! Sure! Hop on! It’s Lello’s car!

Lift!! Lift!!

 

 

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