Thursday, September 3, 2009

The mission to Nguma Lodge, no wait, Guma Camp.

GPS reliance. 2 camps,1km apart. We like it when we have options you know? Since we haven’t chosen yet, we’ll just enter the first destination we see on the GPS and head down to the other camp if the first one is terrible.

Phone call to reception : “Do you have a 4x4?”

Fiver : “Ha, yup we sure do” ... “Ooo must be quite the track huh”, she wondered.

45 mins driving up, down and around giant sandy bumps, 3 shallow water crossings (they’re still water crossings!) and constantly dodging mountains of elephant crap we finally turned up at the wrong campsite… No problem, we’ll just drive down the road to the other camp like we planned.

Nope, damn you Murphy!

Due to the two camp owners having a massive personal dispute/war, one had put up a fence and gate to make their property totally inaccessible from the other camp.  This actually has not been uncommon on our trip. We have experienced many accommodation sites where the owners are having neighborly issues, just like you lot back home.  Think ‘Neighbors at war’, safari style.

Guma camp turned out to be fantastic; the serendipity of nearly all our accommodation decisions really is a fortunate wonder. Such a treat. During our stay, I did dad proud by feeding the many different species of birds every morning, Stuart caught some great photo ops of bird fights.  We also ventured on a 2hour, two-stroke boat ride; crocs birds and a beautiful sunset. The whole package really. We also saw a tiny cute, but very confused and (dare I say it but he really was) very batty… bat.

Over the 4 days, a few overlander groups came and went while we kept requesting to stay ‘just one more night’. 

 




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