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Friday, March 6, 2026

The 2025 Botswana Journals, Ch. 30: Driving Back to Camp




             Our morning game drive from the Lala Limpopo hide will be a short one as we are moving to a lodge deeper in the Mashatu Game Reserve for our final four days on this safari.   I am having so much fun, I hate for the trip to be over and I wish I could linger on at Mashatu for weeks.

        We leave the hide about 7 AM, and ask if we can check on the bar-eared foxes nearby.   Once again, the usually skittish-beyond-belief foxes apparently don't care that we approach, as they remain calm.





     
        
     We see the second fox in the distance.   It's slowly approaching the den.   It doesn't care that we are parked at a distance on the other side of the den   It just wanders along, sniffing at everything.





In this photo, you can see why they are called bat-eared.















      I can't emphasize enough how much these close-up photos are once-in-a-lifetime.



    And goes right into the underground den.   This might be a female returning to suckle her kits.








Some of the scenery along the way.




    AH, WHAT A TREAT!   My first time seeing Kori bustard chicks.   Kori bustards are the largest and heaviest African birds capable of flight.   Anecdotal reports say some males in the Serengeti weigh up to 51 lbs., but that is unverified.








Mum and both chicks.




Mum and chick are examining something






        A wildebeest stops to pose for us.










Steenbok, one of the so-called dwarf antelope.

Steenbok stand 16"–24) at the shoulder, and weigh(15–35 lb.   Only males have horns.




And, at last, a warthog that doesn't run away.





The Daily Dose of Birds


African hawk-eagle.   LIFER
















Ostrich







Juvenile sacred ibis.




The beautiful red-billed hornbill is on the perfect perch.








Black-winged stilt.





A coucal with a beat-up (or wet) tail.















Lesser gray shrike.








Our own personal bushbuck rests near our tent.




        Now, to get our bags packed and ready for the transfer to Mashatu Lodge.





 

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