A mini-brekkie was planned for 0600, and a departure for Ruaha NP at 0630. Thus, up at 0530ish. The campsite owner, a bit of an entrepreneur, headed up the tour in his ageing Landcruiser along with his chum in an equally-ageing Land Rover. Trevor felt compelled by loyalty to travel by Land Rover. Cue national anthem.
Breakfast Part Deux came along mid-morning at an unexpectedly modern building in the middle of the park. Local home-made bread, jams and fruit. And, for Brits, the ubiquitous Rosie Lee, naturally.
Until now, the day had been manageably warm. From this point on, it pretty much soared, and stayed there. And, by full-day game drive, they meant FULL-day game drive, so Al was in überwilt mode long before arrival back at camp at 1800. Highlights of the day were the river crossing inhabited by numerous crocodiles, hippos, marabou, kingfishers and a fish eagle. The day also turned up numerous young, of all species.
Michael had the night off from cookhouse duties, as dinner was prepared by our hosts. Splendid it was, too.
A note about photos: you may have to wait awhile! The signal is so universally weak that even 20 lines of text are taking a quarter of an hour to arrive in the blog. You can imagine what even a tiny picture would take.
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