It’s a cold winter’s early morning on Gondwana, freezing on the open game viewer. I can’t feel my face, and by wearing a warm hat I try to keep a bit of heat. Even though I’m half frozen, there is nowhere else I would rather be. The rays of the sun are running up the mountains to the east, indicating that the much awaited sun will be with me shortly. I just know that it is going to be a beautiful day.
Our rainy season is almost over, and we are still waiting for most of the rain. We get around 380mm per annum down here on the eastern side of the Southern Cape. The veld is not too bad but I’m worried that we might have to go into summer like this. On the many open plains within the grass there is a lot of wild clover growing, which is saving us at the moment. The little rain we get every few weeks seems to be enough for them.
I can see small herds of kudu and some bushbuck coming out of the thickets every afternoon to feed on these delicious clovers. Even the very endangered Black Rhino (Diceros bicornis bicornis) is seen almost everyday on the open plains grazing like a White Rhino on this wonderful plant that gives life to those in need. With Black Rhino being solitary, aggressive and mostly seen running back into the thickets they came from, these rhino seem so busy enjoying the clovers, they kind of ignore my vehicle most of the time. I like to think that we are getting some of the best Black Rhino sightings in South Africa at the moment. It is also the first Black Rhinos being reintroduced into the Western Cape for 180 years.