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We now started to head south, to Waterberg National Park, just 361 kilometres away, of which only the last 16 where on gravel!  However, as it was Sunday and we left Etosha at 7:30am almost everything was closed at the two towns we stopped at to try and do some laundry and check emails!  Luckily the supermarket in Otjiwarongo was open so at least we managed to get food for the following couple of days!

Shortly after we arrived we decided to have a braai (bbq) and as we started to cook the food and then subsequently eat it we were invaded!  We had been warned about the baboons in the area, but we were in fact swamped by gorgeous Dwarf Mongeese!  They ran around us without a care in the world, scurrying around the braai and the dustbin and generally trying to look cute enough that we would feed them!  Angela of course found it extremely hard to resist!

We also saw several Damara Dik-Diks wandering around the bushes minding their own business.  Then some idiot drove by and tried to get one to move by blasting his car-horn, just so his wife could try and take a picture.  She then got out and proceeded to walk as close as she could until thankfully the little fella ran off!

We really saw some amazingly inconsiderate behaviour in Etosha, as we have all too often around the world, when it comes to the environment and the animals in it!  People would get out of their cars to take photos, throw cigarette butts, beer bottles and rubbish on the ground.  Do smokers (most, not all) not consider it to be littering when they throw their fag-ends on the ground?  They would shout and clap to try and get an animal to "pose" for a photo and then at night bombard them with flashes!  All they do is either scare the animals away, or wreck their night vision!  Do they not understand that the night-lights they use at the waterholes are specially built and do not interfere with their eyesight?  Muppets!  Right, time to get off my soapbox now then!

We went on our first organised game-drive in Waterberg, at 6:00am, up to the plateau.  The Waterberg Plateau is a bit like the lost world.  Its steep cliffs rise 200 metres above the surrounding area, it is 50 kilometres long and up to 16 kilometres wide.  It has evolved over the last 200 million years as the sandstone around it has eroded away.  The government thankfully have used it wisely and put the endangered antelopes on it to breed safely without the threat of all the predators, although they do have Cheetah and Leopard up there!

We enjoyed the drive, although it was obvious this was a government run reserve as the staff, including our driver, all had that "don't give a toss" attitude which you do not get at the private reserves!  Luckily I had Angela, who had read all about the history of the place, to tell me about it.  Had it not been for us, the three other people on the vehicle (it was their very first "game" drive) would only have seen two Giraffes and a Sable, as they were almost in the road.  Our driver did not point out a single animal, or tell us one thing about the plateau!  Luckily, we managed to spot several other types of Buck and a Jackal!

In the afternoon we just relaxed around the camp watching the birds and also the Dik-Diks came really close to us and didn't seem in the slightest concerned by us, however when the Baboons invaded we all ran!  The Dik-Diks and birds ran into the bushes and we ran into the bungalow!  Well, Angela did whilst I was sent to recover the washing which we hung on the chairs in the sun to dry!  Look at the photo of the Alpha Male and you will see why we all ran!  Whilst I was grabbing the washing he casually walked round me to inspect the contents of both next doors and our dustbins, he took the lids off, checked the contents and actually put the lids back on!  Amazing!

The second night we had almost an identical scenario to that of the previous night!  I was cooking and a Mongoose invasion commenced, however this time it was Banded Mongeese, but they were on a mission and rushed past us.  About half an hour later they reappeared from the direction they went in and swarmed around the car, the braai and us!

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