About 25km north of Mokopane everything went pear-shaped. Human beings! Motor vehicles! I’ve been spoilt I suppose; nice quiet country roads.
Now the road I was about to join had traffic as far as the eye could see going in both directions, crawling and sometimes coming to a halt. Happily, every one was very helpful and friendly, letting people in.
Then came rude traffic officers acting badly, herding us onto the left verge; but the reason became apparent:
Earlier, the sad consequences when civilisation and wildlife cross paths. I saw two of these beautiful civets as road kill: