Back into camp and the guys were still working on my Kudu (having stopped to finish prepping trophies for the American party that had departed) just before we got back, we dropped off my Hog and went back to decide what now...



Taking a break we had a chat about what to do next, for me that was the end of my hunting ($$$s being the factor) adventures. The camp manager also came down and had a chat, she had just seen the Hog and was impressed. She arranged us some food and more drinks.... I could get use to being taken care of !!!!! We were telling her how dry it was and she pointed out they didn't get the normal wet season they had last year so were suffering a bit. General chatting about the place and their time there (her and her cousin are English and on a limited tenure here) etc etc.... I just mentioned seeing the Cape Buffalo and got "the look".... errrr what... Where ? When ? How many ? etc etc... It seems that she has NEVER seen their buffalo (in 9 months there) and WE have seen their elephant, lion cubs and BUFFALO all in a couple of days.... She was great about it and really just wanted to know about them. At best estimate there are only about 15 of them on the whole place. They are hoping to be able to relocate some from a reserve to get the numbers up but they have to get the poaching around the fringes of their concession under control as well. As a note, they have removed over 50 of those Gin Traps pictured above in the last few months.

After a bit we decided that if we could we would pack up and get back to the main camp that night (a loooooong drive but once it was done it was done). This was good news to the manager (she was polite about it but you could tell it was what she wanted to hear as it was Friday and with no one else in camp they could have the weekend off). So it was off to packing !!!!!

My constant companion this trip...



...waaay out in the distance you can see the area we hunted the Hog in...

One funny story... the English speaking guy that drove for us, I was talking to him as we were loading up gear and such, he was having a bit of a laugh and told me that one of the Professional Hunters from the company that manages this concession has taken three different hunters out after THAT Warthog as he has seen it a number of times... he was back the following week and they were looking forward to letting him know

After some running around we got ourselves pack up and back in the truck.... yes I was getting very good at this now !!!! In the end we had about 5hrs driving ahead and to be frank...I was not looking forward to it !!! The manager also asked if we could drop a couple of her guys back out on the main road to town, sure. In around an hour and a half we had hit the horrible tar again and slowed right down. 60km took over 2hrs as there was traffic and such as well... bleh !!!

Now, there are no rules about passengers and you can see why so many people are killed on the roads...



And about Mozambique burning..... constantly... just how much is the difference !!

We could see it as we approached.. !!





And right next to us (taken out my window (closed !!!).... !!!



.... it was uncomfortably hot for me IN the cab...I hate to think what it was like for the guys in the back !!!!

So... we rolled into the main camp again late that night... the last couple of hours were truly a blur !!!! Boet and I were both knackered and in reality I had only stayed awake on the drive to keep a conversation with him going !!! Bed and sleep were welcome !!!!!!!!