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This is me!!

Where should I start?

Probably by telling you a bit about me. I am a totally nature lover person, who enjoys the fresh air on a chill winter morning, the birds flying by and nesting beautifully on a hanging branch, Africa's amazing landscapes and in general, everything that nature has to offer.
I love seeing details in it, such as a beautiful drop of water resting on a leave and acting as a magnifying glass, seeing an elephant play with branches, a young wildebeest jumping up and down for no reason.

Yeah, that is me.

I am also an ultra-marathon runner and I do all the craziest runs of 56km, 89km, 100km. Yes, that is right, not a mistake; 100km.
I love getting away from everything while I run.
I am also a ballroom and Latin-American dancer and instructor. I am not joking, check out my website for this:http://www.polepoleman.com

I also enjoy meeting people, learning new cultures and enjoying what they have to offer. And here in Africa, this is most rewarding.
I also love painting and sketching, and like getting animal parts and expressions on paper. Yes, I also have a website for this, check it out:http://www.polepoleman.com and click on Marcos art, and while you are at it you can also click on my photography which I enjoy doing, especially during my trips.

My tour guiding start  Back to the Top of the Page

You want to know how I got to be a tour guide? Well that is quite a simple story.
You see, my dream was to climb Mount Kilimanjaro, and I made this dream come true in 2001.
I just bought a ticket to Dar Es Salaam and arrived there with my back pack. No plans, no booking, "nada, piña colada".
So I decided to eat something after leaving the airport and I bought myself a coke and chips, and I sat on the sidewalk, real island style to eat it all.
To my amazement many African people started sitting next to me, and tried to establish conversation which I loved. They wanted to know what is this white crazy man doing sitting here, eating African type food like the Africans do. And we all had a laugh about it when I told them: "I might be white, but my heart is black".
Anyway, I told them about my climb, and to my big surprise, I found that I was in the wrong city.
Kilimanjaro, is 700km to the north of where I was, so I had to catch that same day another flight to my real destination. Talk about improvising eh?.
On arrival at Kilimanjaro, I had to find accommodation, and to do this I got a communal taxi. This is a kombi with 10 seats that gets filled up with about 16 people, so you are really a travelling sardine in a can.

My surprise was not with the amount of people in it, but with the smell which was a rancid stench that made you dizzy. I must admit at that point I was very bias towards people in Tanzania, and I thought, "They can't be that dirty over here". Anyway, to me an experience is an experience, and I took it for what it was: beautiful Africa. Reaching the centre of town I got off the taxi, and to my big surprise (and my shame for having thought so), I see that at the back of the taxi, standing just behind the last rows of seats and the window was a GOAT. And of course, this was the source of the smell. I had such a good laugh about it.
At another eating session in Kilimanjaro, I met "Emanuel", who I told him about my wanted adventure, and he happened to be an ex Kilimanjaro guide. So I asked him what about it.
I told him that I wanted to climb without porters, just the two of us. He agreed to it, and the next day we went shopping and got all the goods we needed.
I have to tell you that I am one of the few persons who has climbed Kilimanjaro carrying his own goods. It is TOUGH, very TOUGH, but the view from the top is something that will stay with you forever.
I had a good laugh at my guide's idea of light equipment. Will you believe that as a mean of cooking stove, he was carrying a 3.5 kg gas bottle with him all the way to the top of Kilimanjaro. This should go down in history!!

So, after 6 days of climbing and getting back to ground level, I rented a 4x4 and went traveling on my own through Tanzania.
This was the most incredible experience. With No plans, No itinerary and No commitment.
I went to Lake Manyara, Ngorongoro Crater and the Serenguetti. This experience made me understand that although I was born in Popular Trips, I was an "African Born in the wrong continent". Africa spoke to my heart, Africa captured my soul and I became an African.

These experiences were so revealing, that I decided on my return, to share them with other people. So, I started PolePole Adventures and I offered to take people to Kilimanjaro and Tanzania.

I conducted many tours for 2 years after which I found that you needed a license for it. So I did the course and became a registered Tour Guide.

My Moments / Stories, my experiences Back to the Top of the Page

Anyone telling you that being a Tour guide is just a permanent holiday, does not know a thing about it.
Tour guiding is really hard work, but at the same time a very rewarding one. You get to see amazing places, meet incredible people and stay at some unusual and sometimes fantastic lodges.
But not all is great. You get up at 4 in the morning, to make sure the driver of the bus is up, that the bus is ready, and that the arrangements are all made for the day's activities.
Yes, you are in charge of EVERYTHING. Your guests will see you as their daddy or mommy.
As a matter of fact, carrying Tourists is the same as caring for 4 year olds. They certainly behave as such.
Tell them not to step there, and they will do it, tell them not to pick that flower, and they will do it, tell them not to be late and they will definitely be.
But all in all, the rewards that you get from the stories you will be able to tell, more than make up for it.

I have been guiding for over 10 years now, and have done just about every kind of groups and gone all over Africa, and let me tell you, do I have stories to tell.

I was told to write a book with them, but you know in today's times, books are almost obsolete, so I am going to tell My Moments / Stories via this blog.
Hope you have lost of coffee and that you are comfortable with your feet up. The movie Out of Africa has NOTHING on me.

So, I invite you to My Moments / Stories, to Africa.

Marcos Solis-Peralta
Tour Guide, Nature Lover, Life lover.

My panties or my life!!!    Back to the Top of the Page

Once again being a tour guide takes you into situations of all sorts. Some of them are hectic, some of them are full of danger and some of them are a test of your reactions and coolness.
One of these tests came to me in a very strange form. We were doing a Boat Safari in Chobe national park, enjoying amazing wildlife and landscape. Nature was throwing us with all its splendour and majesty and we were all so into the moment.
Now, the boat had a balcony upstairs that one could go and stand to have a better view.
It just so happen, that a lady in her early twenties, decided that it would be a good idea to go upstairs for a smoke, so she then climbed the ladder to the top and went to have her puff. A while later, her mother called her to come downstairs and this was the beginning of the fastest ever moment in my life.
Now let me explain first that I was standing at the bottom, right next to the stairs going up. Also I must mention that the lady that went up was wearing high heel shoes (I have no idea why would anyone on a Safari want to wear shoes like that), and she was wearing the shortest mini skirt I have ever seen. Needless to mention that she was at all times the star of all the men in the boat. She did look lovely after all and she was very beautiful.
As I was explaining then, when her mother called her , she decided to come down rather quickly, and in doing so, she lost her footing at the top of the stairs and fell head first down it. As she was falling, I ran to help her and almost at the bottom of the stairs, her body did not go straight down, but rather over the side of the boat.
By this time I managed to get hold of her, or rather her legs, with 75% of her body hanging overboard. All I could then do is hold her and scream for help, so that someone would help me pulling her up. I also shouted to her to hold on to the side of the boat, but to my surprise, all she attempted to do was to hold her mini skirt up (or rather down) so that her panties were not exposed. Never mind the fact that she was about to fall into the water infested with crocodiles and hippos. Her priority was not to show her panties while I struggled to hold on to her legs.
After what seemed an eternity, someone reacted and helped me pulling her back into the boat. Once back in, she then realized what had happened and she got a bit of a hysteria attack, which we had to help her calm.
In the process of falling, she scratched her back very badly against the metal stairs and also lost her phone to the water.
It was a very tense moment that could have ended very badly if I had not been there to grab her. When it was over the moment was diffused by a lady who commented aloud: "well he certainly got the chance to have a good look, didn't he?”. Everyone packed up laughing (including the fallen lady) and we all had a good laugh after all.
She thank me dearly for having helped her and so did her mother. I tell you that the whole moment seemed to have taken forever, but in reality it only took about 10 seconds, and it takes less than that for something really bad to happen to someone. I am just glad it did not!!!

An Electricying experience.    Back to the Top of the Page

In one of my many hikes with guests in the Natal Drakensberg in South Africa, we decided to get to the top of the highest point in the range of mountains. This is Cleff peak in the Drakensberg.
Now, to get to this peak, you have to hike for 4 days and then climb the peak for a full day until you reach the summit.
The walk is very beautiful and the landscape is awesome. But one of the things that one cannot control, is the weather. Nature decides what to bring and when. During the first 2 days, we had real nice weather, clear sky and sunshine.
On the 3rd day however, the sky turned grey and it got covered with a thick layer of rain clouds. We are used to this kind of weather changes while hiking, and we normally carry all types of gear to be able to carry on with the hikes no matter what the weather turns out to be. As we approached the summit day, the clouds got thicker and started raining. We decided to wait a day for the summit, and we did, but the weather did not cleared completely. Eventually, we decided that it was all good to carry on for the summit and off we went. We started at about 8am and reached the long tiring summit just after 5 pm. We were tired and it was getting cold.
This peak is at 3600mt and it is the highest in the range of mountains. As we were setting up camp right on top of it, a group of about 20 boy scouts reached it and it was starting to rain, so they had to set up camp really fast. As the evening progressed, the storm turned into a major lightning storm and we all retreated into our tents.
The storm got worse and thunder was pounding from all angles on a regular basis. Lighting got closer and closer and every time there was one, we heard a very loud explosion, which put all of us into high alert. I instructed everyone, to take all batteries or anything electronic to put it into a bag and give it to me. I went outside in the middle of the storm and took the whole pile away far from the tents. I got a few real frights as I saw lightning strike the peak really close to us. We could smell the burning ground.
In the end, there was nothing else to do but to ride the storm. We all got into our tents and went into our sleeping bags hoping for the best.
The lightning got worse and the hits closer. The explosions of the hits were so loud that it was almost deafening. Children in the other tents started to cry and the teachers had to get them grouped into the tents. We then all started to sing to get everyone relaxed, and for the nest 3 hours, we sang to the storm and the storm kept hitting us with lightning very close by.
I remember looking out the tent for a second and seeing one hitting the ground about 100 Mt from us.

We eventually fell asleep and next day, we woke up in total silence and the sun shining on our tents. As we got out, we had the most awesome view from the top of the mountain with the valley under us, covered in cotton like clouds. You felt like jumping on it. So, after a night of total stormy terror, we were greeted by beautiful weather.
Guests were a bit shaken but loved the experience. To our great amazement, our bag of batteries were ok and not hit by lightning. This is probably one of the scariest moments I have had in my trips.
I respect Nature and its power, and I also realize how vulnerable we are to it.
Lucky for us, Nature spared us that night!!!

To baboon or not to baboon!!!    Back to the Top of the Page

In one of my many hiking trips, I was doing a 12 days hike in the Drakensberg. Every day we would walk about 10 km and setup camp somewhere in the mountains. One of the afternoons, we were due to arrive at Leopards cave, where we were supposed to spend the night.

Leopards cave is situated in a very steep slope and to get to it, you have to scramble up hill and enter it from one of the sides. One of the things about this cave is that it is only 1.2 Mt high, it is about 30 Mt wide and 4 Mt deep.
In the afternoon, while we were approaching the cave from the other side of the hill, we heard a large group of baboons. As we got closer to the cave, I realized that the baboons were actually in the cave where we were supposed to spend the night.
There were about 40 of them, with a few quite large individuals. At this point, we had no other place to go as we were in the valley up in the mountain, so we had to get to the cave before dark. I knew that the baboons would not just move from the cave, so I had to device a way to get them out of it. I decided to make some fire torches using dry grass at the end of sticks. I had to improvise to get the guests to the night base. So, we lighted the grass, and we proceeded very carefully to enter the cave.
The baboons, were very upset with us, because they had to leave their night shelter. Lots of screaming and showing off went on here, and after a few very scary moments we managed to get the animals out. As we settled into the cave, we kept hearing the baboons in the distance, screaming and threatening, so we decided that it would be wise to make a fire and keep it going for the night.

The night went on and we eventually got into our sleeping bags and we all went to sleep, with the fire still on. In the middle of the night, we got a bight fright as one of the baboons entered the cave and stole a plastic bag that we had left with some left over food. We lit the fire again and carried on sleeping. Next morning, we woke up, and normally you would look out of the cave into the landscape and see the mountains and the valley, but all we got was a curtain of baboons standing in the entrance ready to move in.
We saw in their faces and body language that they meant business. The alpha male was showing a lot of aggression and was enticing the other ones. We quickly realized that it was our time to leave in a hurry, so we packed up and left the cave. Baboons screaming all around us and claiming their sleeping spot which they were not willing to let us keep.
As soon as we left, they entered the cave and started screaming their lungs off as if saying, stay off!!. This is one of those moment when Nature tolerates human intervention for just one time and then it decides no more. We got lucky getting away from such a number of baboons without getting into trouble. So I thank NATURE for that moment of tolerance towards us.

Listen carefully or pay the consequences    Back to the Top of the Page

It is so important to get the guests to LISTEN to your instructions. And this is by no means an understatement.
Guests do not know how much trouble can come their way for not doing so.
In one of my many garden route tours, I took a family of 7 to do a Canopy Tour. This is done by Hanging on a harness from a steel cable that connects very high tree's canopies together.
It is lots of fun and generally very safe.
One of the main instructions that I always give to the people doing it, is to LIFT their legs when reaching the platform on the other side. This is to avoid the impact of your leg with it coming at high speed on the pulley.
On this particular occasion. One of the dads was having a ball. And i noticed that with all the excitement he was landing very hard and with legs down onto the platforms. 
I reminded him in 3 occasions to lift his legs but he ignored the instruction. On the 4th pulley i decided to go ahead and wait on the other side to remind him again. But no amount of screaming the instruction to him got any results. I got a bit worried and gave him a bit of a pep talk just to let him know what could happen. To this he thank me and told me he was fine. So i decided to get off his case. On the next pulley, the adventure assistant warned us that it was a long and very fast one, so we were to make sure to land with legs up.
Two got going and all was fine.
The Dad then decided it was his turn and he took off, clowning around with his legs up in the air. Unfortunately he did not watched the journey through the pulley and as he got to the end, he decided he was going too fast and tried to use his legs as brake. Bad mistake. All we heard was a loud crack and a big shout. And all i saw was raw bone and blood squirting from his knee.
His right leg took the full impact, and his tibia broke right through his knee, and the bone was exposed about 10 cm through.
I knew immediately that this was a serious injury. 
I got the assistant to help me getting him off the pulley and i went straight into action. Took my vest, and wrapped it around the exposed bone and made a bandage to immobilize the leg. Took my water bottle and wet the bandage to make sure the injury remained damp.

Now, remember that this happened at 25 Mt above ground and we were on a platform on top of the tree. So i had to improvise an effective harness to lower him down.
We managed to get him to the forest floor and the rest of the family too, who were all in panic mode, so i had to do some calming down and some reassurance control.
The next challenge was to get him back to reception, and i instructed the assistant to radio back and get a quad bike with a wooden board to come and get us. The ground was very steep and there was no way of getting a car to the site.
After 20 mins. The quad bike arrived and i tied the patient to the wooden board and then the board to the back of the quad bike. At this stage, the slightest movement caused excruciating pain to him and we had to do everything really slow.
I treated him for shock and got going really slow. 
35 mins later we arrived at reception just to find out that they did not have a first aid kit (which i thought it was crazy). 
I called emergency and they dispatched a helicopter immediately.
While we waited, i change the dressing and kept an eye on the patient and the rest of the family who were in total shock.

When the helicopter arrived, we loaded him and after getting the activity centre to provide me with a driver, i instructed him to take the guests to our next destination and leave them at the hotel.
I then flew with the patient to the hospital (which was in the same city as their next hotel). On arrival they admitted him and had to have an immediate operation to rectify his leg.
All went ok and after 1.5 hrs he came out with a plastered leg with pins sticking out everywhere.
Doctor said he could continue the trip as long as he was on a wheel chair. So i organized to rent one from the hospital.
He was discharged at 7:45 next morning and the driver picked us up and took us to the hotel where the anxious family had been waiting.
It was so nice to see them reunite with husband, dad and uncle and hugs and kisses flew everywhere. They thanked me so much for having taken care of the situation and for having kept my cool at all times. Doctors at the hospital also told the patient that he had been lucky to have had me to take charge of the situation, because it was due to my quick actions that the injury did not become a more serious one.
I got so many compliments from everyone and the family treated me for the next remaining 3 days to scrumptious meals etc.

I finally had to say good bye to them in Port Elizabeth, and everyone cried their heart out saying good bye to me.
It was such a nice intense moment as it always is.
The patient thank me from his heart and told me next time he will make sure to listen to the tour guide. You know, while you are with the guests, your whole body and you just keeps going. You have no time for weakness, especially under such circumstances. But let me tell you as soon as you say good bye and they are gone. Your body just says "enough" and you feel all the weakness and emotions coming to you all of a sudden.
This is what normally happens, and i had to go and chill out for about 2 hrs before embarking on my trip back to Cape Town.
The realization of what happened, what you have done and the what ifs suddenly comes down on you like a hammer.
I am so glad that i could come through with it though, and also that i could handle the situation in a calm and rational manner. 
NO AMMOUNT OF TRAINING can prepare you for the real thing.

If you don’t listen you will be punished!!!    Back to the Top of the Page

I told you all that being a Tour Guide has its positive and its negative things. And I also told you all that Tourists are very interesting people, but they can be at the same time difficult, and this might get you into trouble.
On one of my tours to Botswana, I was taking a small family (Mother, Daughter and child) around to all the beautiful places to see over there. The mother was a divorcee that was trying desperately to bond with her children after a very troublesome divorce. The Girl was ok, but the boy was not handling it very well, and he was going around with a totally negative and bad attitude and with no interest in anything.
We eventually went to do the Mokoro Trips in the swamps of Botswana. Mokoros are canoes made out of a tree trunk that has been hollowed. They are very low and you sit very close to the water level on them.
We boarded the canoes and got on our way. Silence and stillness is part of the experience as there are no engines powering them; just a pole bearer standing at the back of the canoe and pushing it through the water. I noticed that the boy was playing with his hands splashing the water, and I warned him NOT to do this, as it was very dangerous because of the crocodiles.
He did not listen to me and carried on playing with the water, so I repeated the order and gave him a good explanation of what could happen. He was not interested and very rudely told me to leave him alone. I then spoke to the mother, asking her to please talk to him to stop playing with the water, because a crocodile could grab his hand. She then told me to leave him alone as he was in a very bad mood. So I told her that I wanted to be record that I had warned him.

3 minutes later, a 1.5 Mt crocodile jumped out of the water and grabbed his hand. We all got such a fright and luckily the canoe did not tip. I grabbed him from behind to help him balance and we tried to get the animal to let go of his hand, but as you all know, once a crocodile bites, it does not let go.
Mother, sister and boy screaming frantically, and then the guide who was operating the canoe, started to hit the animal with his pole.
It took many hard blows before the animal eventually let go of the child's hand. As I held him, I also saw a few larger crocodiles jump in the water because of the commotion. We eventually got back into our seats and I bandaged his hand which was bleeding badly. We had to go back then and look for a clinic as I knew he would need stitches. We tool 1 day to reach a clinic (because of the remoteness of the place).

He was given 20 stitches and his had was put in a special harness.
The mother was then very apologetic because of not listening to my instruction, and so was he. It is so common for the guests to ignore the guide's recommendations and in this case, it almost turned into a tragedy. If we had lost our balance, the canoe would have tipped and we would have all ended in the water infested with crocodiles.
There is a reason why Tour Guides are there, to Guide and advice for every situation, and ignoring their advice can cost.
The only good thing that came out of this adventure, is that the mother got to bond very well wither children in view of the almost tragedy, and for this I was happy.

Time to take a nap!!!    Back to the Top of the Page

Let me tell you that one of the scariest moments I have had, was when I was asked to guide for a family which consisted of Mother, Dad, Granny, Daughter (8 years) and Son (9 years) and a Nanny.
Now, everyone would think that this is a normal every day family, but it came with a BIG surprise for me as Tour Guide.
At their arrival at the airport, I greeted them and welcomed them as I usually do. I noticed that the boy did not greet me or even acknowledged my being there. I thought: he must be really tired and needs time to adjust, so I let him be. The next day I picked them up to get going on our Garden Route tour.
The boy still totally ignoring me and I noticed that he ignored everything around him.
I decided to ask the mother what was wrong, and to my surprise she told me that he is an Autistic Child. I have dealt with children like these before and although I got a bit worried, I did not make much of it at the time. The nanny was brought exclusively to look after the child and watch out for him.
We got going and we reached Oudtshoorn and decided to go and visit the majestic Cango Caves. We entered the caves and I was very aware that the child must be well looked after, just in case of any funny reaction from him.

I saw the Nanny hold him and I stayed behind them while we went down into the caves.
In the main Hall, the guide gave us his usual talk about the formations and the history of the caves. I looked up to see the ceiling for a single second and to my surprise as I looked down back to the Nanny and boy, he was gone.
I quickly asked her where he was and she replied that he was here just now. I immediately looked for him amongst the rest of the visitors but could not find him.
I asked the mother if she had seen him and then of course all hell broke loose as she discovered that her child had disappeared.
I spoke to the guide and told him the situation and the fact that the child was autistic.
We all scrambled through the Cave looking for the boy, to no avail. No amount of calling for him could find him. Extra guides were called in to search and we all went frantic looking for him in every crevasse in the caves. After 2,5 frantic hours running up and down and checking everywhere, I finally found the boy cuddled up inside a hole in the cave.

You have no idea the relief I felt when I saw him, but at the same time the anger I felt for the family not informing the operator of the child's condition and also for the Nanny losing sight of him for that second.
People do not understand how important it is to inform a tour operator of any existing condition if you are travelling, because in the end, it is left to the Tour Guide to handle.
During the Ordeal, the parents informed us that the child suffers from severe autism and he disconnects himself sometimes completely from his surrounds, to such an extent that he ignores any calls and anything happening around him. This little detail was NOT mentioned anywhere during their dealings with the Tour Operator from whom they bought the trip.
Needless to say that from that moment on, I glued myself to the boy for the rest of the trip, and the poor Nanny did not enjoy any of it as her job had apparently been put on the line.
In the end, I was so glad that nothing had happened to the boy, who was oblivious to what had happened and did not understand what had all the fuss been about. He was in his own world and enjoying it, but I got the biggest fright of my life!

Rhino mound is the only choice!!!    Back to the Top of the Page

While we were doing a walking safari in a private game reserve, we were enjoying the landscape and some beautiful giraffes that did not mind us being there. They looked at us as if saying: are you not out of place here?.
After about 2 hrs. walking, we stopped for a bite to eat on top of a hill where we could see far into the distance. Our tracker told us that he could smell rhinos and we would be going to see them but that we would need to be very careful because he could smell a calf.
He instructed the group (made of 12 guests plus me) to walk in a single line and not to make a noise. He also told us that should we encounter the rhinos, we should be VERY still as they have very sensitive ears. If they charge, we should run towards a tree and stand still next to the trunk or find a large termite hill and climb on top of it. We all laughed at the idea and dismissed the pep talk as a very funny thing.
We then headed towards the Rhinos. Our guide suddenly stopped and told us to be still. He instructed us to move against the bush that was behind him and to wait there while he goes ahead and checks.
He then left us and I then being the next one behind him, instructed the guests to be still and quiet. 3 Minutes passed and suddenly I saw the guide running towards us and signalling to run. We told the guests to run for a tree and as I looked back, there was a rhino following the guide at high speed.
We all scrambled for the trees and hid behind it as instructed. 30mt from us we saw the guide jump on top of a 1.5mt. Ant hill and stand completely still. The rhino hit the mound with the nose once and then stood there just watching. I think he could hear the breathing of the guide,because he kept blowing his nose.

After what seemed an eternity, the rhino turned around and headed into the bush. To our surprise, we saw that a baby rhino had come out following the mom. They both looked towards us and headed into the wilderness again.
The guide got off the ant hill and we decided it was time to come out and very quickly get out of that area. It was a very tense moment and when we asked the guide, he told us that as he came out of the bush, he came face to face with the baby and when the mother saw him, it charged instantly, so he had to run for it.
The guide was a tracker with over 20 years’ experience in the field and even this did not help him see what was waiting ahead.

Wildlife is and will always be wild, and they will do anything to protect their young.
We must never forget this!

Giving Happiness is the most rewarding thing   Back to the Top of the Page

One of the greatest reward to being a tour guide, is that you get the chance to be part of something very special. You get to help people do, and achieve something unique.

One of those moments for me, was when I was asked to carry a group of 28 British Hindus to the Garden Route.
Now, what is special about this group, is that the youngest was 85 years old and the eldest was 102.Although they sound to be pretty old, let me tell you these people were full of life and enjoyment in everything they did.
And they came to South Africa with a single purpose; to visit Cango Caves and be able to do their ritual Earth dance. They all dreamed of being able to go down into the cave (which is huge), and be able to dance to earth.
So we left on our garden route trip on our way to Cango Caves.
We got there at around 2 in the afternoon, and the excitement in their face was very obvious and made them be full of life and wanting to do things. Now, remember that these people were not able to walk very fast or able to climb any form of steps.
When we got to the Caves, I spoke to management and asked them if they had a wheel chair I could borrow so that I could take them down into the main chamber of the cave.
Unfortunately they did not have any. The look in their face after I told them it was going to be impossible for them to walk down, was really something undescribable. I decided then, that I will have to make a plan, and I had it.
So, I spoke to my driver and asked him if he would be willing to put it into action, to which he agreed. The plan: I asked a few of the ladies who were wearing a sari (Indian dress), if we could borrow the long scarves they were wearing (which were of a very strong material). I explained the plan to them and they agreed. So we made a long hammock type seat with them, and we hang them on our shoulders between driver and me. We then sat the guests one by one and walk them like that down to the chamber.
Getting down is really steep and it has lost of stairs which they would not have been able to tackle.
So, one by one we took them down. It took us about 1.5 hrs to do this, but we got them all down. The staff of the cave were so impressed with what we were doing that they also helped us.
When we had them all down, they then started humming and got into a circle and did the most beautiful dance I have seen. Simple, soft and gentle movements, with so much grace that you forgot that these were elders dancing. The dance lasted about 30 minutes and the people at the end were all crying. It was at this stage that I realised how important this had been for them. The all came to me and the driver and thanked us from their heart for having taken the big trouble and for having helped them making their dream come true.
Of course, we had to take them back up again, and this took another 1.5 hours. By the end we were drenched in sweat and we were so tired that our bodies ached from top to bottom. We got on the bus on our way to the hotel, and the gests sang a beautiful song for us as a mean of thanks.
During dinner, they all gave us a standing ovation for the trouble, and we were told that we would live forever in their hearts.
This ladies and gentleman, is what makes it all worth it. The smile in those people’s faces and the happiness we were able to give them. No amount of money can compare to it.
I feel honoured to have had the chance to help these people achieve their dream.

My first official tour    Back to the Top of the Page

I must tell you that there is nothing more stressful than when you are given your first tour. Although you know what to do, now you must DO it. And although I had done it many times with my own clients, now I had do it for someone else, and everything must go according to plan.

My first tour was a garden route with 32 guests. I was sent to Oudtshoorn, Knysna and Port Elizabeth, so I felt very confident because I knew the area (or so I thought). We get going in the bus on our way via route 62. The trip was a bit long because the bus can only travel at 100 km per hour.
Guests enjoyed the trip very much. We did Cango caves and then we had to go to SAFARI ranch.
I had never been there but as we got to the farm, I got off the bus in a hurry with the excuse that I urgently needed the toilet. Told the guests to wait for me at the curio shop of the farm and then I run through the whole farm and place to familiarise myself with the place.
This took me about 3 minutes and on my return, I shuffled the guests to the start of the tour of the ostriches. They were very impressed with my talk of the place and the explanation I gave them about the Ostriches, and I had such a good laugh about it, because this was my first time here, and the guests were convinced that I had been there so many times.
So the tour went on and we eventually reached another place I had never been. Storms River National park.
Now, let me tell you, that when a guest asks you if you know the place, you say "yes of course" because they expect you to. They asked me about the hanging bridge over the river mouth and all asked me to take them there. I, of course told them that this would be no problem, that we would take a nice walk to it.
On arrival I told them that before the walk, they would have lunch first. This would give me time to do my reconnaissance.
As soon as the guests got settled into their lunch, I then took my run all the way to the famous hanging bridge. To my advantage, I am an ultra-marathon runner. The distance to the bridge is about 2km, which means that I had to run 4km in total to go and see the bridge. Any normal person would have been out of steam by now, but luckily I was OK. As I got back to my guests I had to then take them back to the bridge, which meant another 4km walk in total. By the end of this visit, I was actually tired, but my guests were so impressed with my knowledge of the place.
If there is something that I have learnt during my guiding, is that the most important thing is to make them feel at ease with the knowledge that you know What you are doing, Where you are going and How to handle anything!. These are the most important things that make a tour guide a success with his clients.

Tanzania, My first encounter    Back to the Top of the Page

During my trip to Tanzania (where I was making my dream come true), after having climbed Kilimanjaro, I decided to visit the rest of this fantastic place. So, my guide got a friend to hire me a huge Land Rover.
I packed my things and left without any plans or itinerary, but only with the idea of travelling and viewing AFRICA. My first views of Moshi (the town where I started the trip from), was that of amazement. Everything happens on the street.
I saw vendors selling all sorts of goods on the street. Even fridges and mattresses. African men and women dressed in colourful materials were lining the streets, sitting in front of their sewing machines and working on creating some sort of garment.

This to me is what Africa and its people are all about. When there is a job to be done, it gets done, no matter where. I must tell you that I got so embarrassed at myself. You see, while I was travelling in my Land Rover, I started to see people showing me signs from their cars and also from the streets.
Initially I though "that is quite funny", but as I carried on travelling, I noticed that from every single car that passed, the people would go to lengths to stick their hands or half their body out of their window to show me what I thought were obscene signs. Eventually I decided this is not on and I even showed some of them signs back.
Eventually after about 45 mins. of going through this, at a stop street, I noticed that lots of people were pointing down at my car. So I stopped, and to my surprise, I found that I had had a flat tyre for quite a long time, and this was the reason for all the signs and warnings.
I felt like a total idiot for thinking bad of the people warning me.
So, I had to stop at a small town and try to find a place where I could have the tyre fixed. Well, in Africa EVERYTHING happens on the streets, so, when I asked a person about it he told me he can fix it quickly. I though he had a garage to do it, so I agreed to a rate and to my great amazement, he whistled to some friends and after talking a bit of Swahili with them, they ran off to fetch some tools and got busy in my car right there, on the side of the road. I was so taken aback that I had nothing to say. Seeing 4 guys just deciding to fix a tyre on a Land Rover right there.
They seemed to know what they were doing, so I let them. I stood on the side of the road watching the proceedings until one of them obviously very concerned about me "the client", called for one of his friends to run and get me a chair to sit on.
So, there, on the side of the road, I was supplied with a chair to sit on and a coke to drink. This is entrepreneurship at its best!

It took them 2.5 hrs. to get the job done because they had to take the tyre form the wheel off with hammer and chisel. When they were done, they were drenched in sweat and dirty from toe to head.
I really enjoyed this so much, their spirit, their ingenuity, their improvisation that I paid hem twice the amount they had agreed. They were so happy that they even cleaned my car spotless.

A Safari too close for comfort    Back to the Top of the Page

I recently had a very scary moment, not due to my fault but due to an overconfident guide.
We were doing an open vehicle safari in Huangwe National Park in Botswana, and we came across a lion mating pair under a bush. These were about 30 Mt from the road and although we could see them, they were not quite clear. The driver then decided to go off road closer to the lions and off we went. I thought he knew what he was doing so I left him.
As we got to about 8 Mt from the pair of lions, the vehicle’s left wheel fell into a hole in the sand. Right there in front of the felines.
The guide/driver then tried to get us loose, but he could not. I could see that he was not a very experienced 4x4 driver, as he forgot to engage the 4x4 before going off road.
Now, the problem with these cars is that you need to engage the front wheels manually by means of turning the diff lock on both wheels. But we could not get off the vehicle because of the lions.
After much hesitation from the driver, I had to take control of the situation and I instructed him first to put down the flaps of the land cruiser in order to protect the guests, who were starting to get really scared. The lion by now was aware of us and was watching our every move.
The driver then got on top of the vehicle to release the flaps and this made the male lion very upset. He stood up and gave us a very loud warning roar and then he charged for a short distance and then took off.
The lioness did something similar and they both disappeared under the bush.
At this stage then, I instructed the guests to watch out for the lions while I create a path under the tyre so we could get it unstuck. Eventually I had to get them off the vehicle and help pushing it out.
The driver kept on stalling the car, so I took over the driving and got the car in reverse and managed to get it unstuck.
All guests finally back in the car and off we went back to the main road.

Let me tell you that if that lion had decided to charge full on, we would have not had a chance. When he moved it was like lightning and it was a very scary experience seeing this massive cat come towards us.
I told the driver that this was a very silly thing to have done, because we could have ended with a disaster. Firstly he forgot to engage the 4x4, secondly he did not know his vehicle and third, he disobeyed a basic safari rule; not to go off road. Plus he put the vehicle instead of the guest’s safety first.
I was not impressed to say the least and the guests got really scared especially when I had to ask them to leave the car.

Another wildlife experience to cherish!!    Back to the Top of the Page

Nature has a way to show you beauty in many ways, and sometimes although it can be cruel, it gives you the most incredible spectacles.
We were sitting in front of a water hole for a while and then we saw a giraffe running towards the water. Now this was a large one and what we noticed was that its running was very strange.
As she came in front of us, we saw to our astonishment that a female lioness was hanging from her buttock using her teeth and claws, and we saw that she had a big open gush on the hind leg.
She was obviously injured for a while now and she was very weak. So much so that she collapsed 5 meters in front of us. This was such a shock to us, to see this giant come down and making a very large “thud” noise.
Because we were so focused on her and the lioness, we did not see that there were 6 other female lions trailing her, and as soon as she came down, they all went for her throat and held her tight for what seemed an eternity.
When they made certain that she was dead, they then rested (the lionesses) and they started tearing pieces of skin and feeding.
This was one of those spectacles of nature that only if you respect and understand the way it must be, you will enjoy it. The efficiency of the bite for suffocating, the strength of the felines at holding on, and the way they feed, was an awesome sight.
As soon as the animal was killed, we saw all sorts of other animals gather close. Vultures, Jackals, even a zebra came to see what was going on.
And they all knew their turn too. A completely purposeful killing, where nothing was wasted.
We stayed watching all this for about 4 hrs and then we had to go. Next day we decided to return to the site, and we were impressed at how little was left of the giraffe. Some of the bones were cleaned white.

Nature is most amazing and most powerful when left as it should be. This experience has always been in me, and I thank Nature for providing me such incredible opportunity.

Elephants, elephants everywhere, not a sky to see...   Back to the Top of the Page

During my travels, I have come across incredible wildlife, and needless to say that it is awesome to be able to experience it at close quarters, I had more than a close encounter once with my family.
We were sitting quietly at a water hole in the Addo elephant park. Playing chess and reading (because this is the only way to see things in the wilderness), when i looked into my rear mirror and saw a cloud of dust. I said to the kids, wow there is a dust storm coming!, just as a comment, not that it would inconvenience us as we are used to these kinds of natural things. We then carried on with our games and reading.
A few minutes later suddenly everything became darker, in all sides and when we looked, we realised that the dust storm had turned into a grey wall all around us.
You see we were facing the water hole and I think most of the Elephants of Addo decided to come and drink water. But we were in the only path there was for them to access the water from the area they came from. So, they went around us and started queuing for their turns.
You see, elephants are very sociable and sometimes many families and their matriarchs gather at the water hole without any problems.
So, we were at the gathering. And to say this was a scary experience is an understatement. There were at least 200 elephants all around us and even if we wanted to move, there was no place for us to run through or out of the herds. They of course were not interested in us little humans, so mostly we were left to our own devices. But we were able to watch the interaction between them soooooo closely. Babies got very inquisitive and tried to sneak their trunks into the open windows, teenagers were playing a mere meter from the car, moms kept a watchful eye over their youngs all the time, and when one of them got annoyed and blew from her trunk at one of the aunties, we thought the world was coming down on us.

The power of these gentle giants is incredible, and their caring ways, and the way they all take responsibility for their young is something we as humans should envy.
We stayed surrounded for about 3 hrs, and we saw how each family took their turn patiently to approach the water hole and have their drink. We also saw how babies were helped to the edge and looked after by all the family while they tried very comically to use their trunks to drink water.
Eventually, one by one the families dispersed and stayed in the vicinity of the water hole, saying hello to each other and touching trunks, and making all sorts of noises. 4 hours later, we started to see an opening on the gray wall and we stayed put the whole time until they left.

We were so overwhelmed by the experience that we did not say a word for about 5 minutes. Eventually I decided to break the ice and made a huge scream to which my kids almost had a heart attack. We had such a good laugh at it. And let me tell you, we discussed the details of what each of us saw that day for weeks to come.
This beats any movies, games or television series.
My family still talks about this wonderful opportunity that Nature gave us to share such an intense and beautiful moment.

My kids have been going with me on all my adventures ever since small, and they have learnt to appreciate and admire nature for its power, beauty and simplicity, and this is better than anything any school could teach them.
I am grateful to have them with such open mindness and willingness to enjoy nature and life the way I do.

Calamity can also strike during a tour.    Back to the Top of the Page

Tourists are like 3 years old children. When you tell them not to do something, they will go and do it on purpose. If you tell them not to go there because it is dangerous, they will do exactly that.

In my trips, I have all sorts of emergencies too. And this is where you as a tour guide must be prepared and remain calm.
In one of my trips, we stopped to see the highest bungee jumping in the world in the garden route. You have a fantastic view point from the cafeteria, where you can see the people jumping off the bridge which has a 289 meters fall below it.
We arrived at this place with my group of middle aged guests.
There was someone getting ready to jump and so, we all went to the view point, and although the view is great, one of the ladies in my group, decided to have a better vantage point and climbed onto the seat of a wooden table bench.
As she stepped on it, I warned her that it was a very slippery surface and this was not going to be a good idea. Nevertheless, she got onto the bench and unfortunately she slipped off and fell very badly onto the floor, hitting her head against the sharp corner of the table.
She managed to get a big cut in her head which started to bleed heavily.
I immediately went into action and got everyone to move away and treated her bleeding with pressure from my hand. Everyone around was screaming and panicking, so I had to shout orders to a few bystanders to help me. I got them to contact 911 and report the accident and request urgent assistance as the lady would need to be stitched up.
The emergency unit gave me instructions on the phone as to how to treat the bleeding and i concentrated on doing this first. We then got the lady moved to a better spot waiting for the ambulance.
Meanwhile the rest of the group was in shock to see all the blood spilled and some of them even freaked out. I had to calm 4 people and asked others to help them.
A Helicopter arrived at the scene and I had to fly with the patient to the hospital which was about 150 km away.
I instructed the bus driver to take the rest of the guests to the end of day destination, and to make sure all were accommodated properly.
I stayed at the hospital that night as the lady was operated and she got about 30 stitches in her head. Fortunately she was ok. In a lot of pain but otherwise alright.
Next day we were flown by helicopter back to our group who were very anxious about their travelling friend. On arrival there, we had a big reception from them and I was thanked many times for all the trouble I went to, and for managing to organize all the things under pressure.
The lady gave me a huge hug in the morning and thank me for helping her, and for keeping everyone around me, calm and for acting so professionally under the circumstances.
This is the moment where you as a tour guide need to shine. And if you think tour guiding is an easy job, let me tell you it is not. And the reward you get from the knowledge that you did good in helping, is the best and stays with you forever.

Too close to my baby!!!    Back to the Top of the Page

Animals have no mercy when it comes to defending their young. And I experienced this first hand.

During a safari in the Kruger Park, we were driving on an open land rover and I, as the tour guide, was sitting in the rear sit, which slightly overhangs from the vehicle at the back.
Normally the main guide drives the vehicle and finds the animals, and the secondary guide assists and complement the comments. So, that day, I was the secondary guide.
We found a family of Rhinoceros; mother, father and baby, and the guide took us right next to the family. It was awesome to see and feel these great creatures right next to us.
The main guide was telling us all about the behaviour and life of these amazing animals, and we got to tell the clients a lot of information on them. Unfortunately we both focused on the mother and the cute baby, and we lost sight of the male, which had disappeared from view. Bad mistake!.
We were busy telling the clients how powerful these animals were, when we heard what sounded like a locomotive approach. We did not have time to react in any way. The male rhino charged our vehicle from behind with all his might, and hit the bottom of the wooden plank where I was sitting with his horn. This broke the plank where I was sitting, and I literally flew forward to the front of the vehicle with the impact. The male rhino then charged again from the side and the driver then had to make a quick run for it.

After the second charge, the male stood there like saying: have you had enough yet?. We certainly got the message and moved away from the family.
My flight was so out of a comic book, that everyone packed up laughing (me included), and they all took photos of their guide having been thrown around by a rhino. I tell you, I went down in history.

On our return to the lodge, we checked for the damage to the vehicle and we were astounded by the strength of these animals. The vehicle looked as if it had been hit by a truck or something. The side of it was completely bent and the back was all dented in. The rhino had not a scratch on him afterwards.
Moral of the story: when babies are involved, in the wilderness, stay away and respect the space that the animals give you.

Beautiful people, beautiful land!!!    Back to the Top of the Page

My trips have taken me to places I would never have dreamed of visiting, and I have been able to meet incredible cultures and learn so much about humans and their ways.
One of the most beautiful people I have met, are the Himbas of Namibia. These are the ochre people, covered completely in a red cream from top to bottom including their hair.
These people live a semi native type of life, and they are still semi nomads in and around Namibia. The men are cattle herders and the women are the ones that maintain their camps.
Women take pride in their looks, and for 3 hours every day, they get together in the village and they groom and make themselves beautiful.
To them, the body is part of the ornament and they are not shy in any way with it. They bear their breasts completely bare, and they let them grow to enormous sizes as a token of beauty. They are shy people but you cannot walk over them as they very soon pick up anyone that tries to abuse their looks or presence.
In one of my trips, I was doing a 28 day Safari through Namibia, and the one route that I was given was a 4x4 track along the river bordering Angola.
Our truck was heavy and I was travelling with 26 Spaniards. The road they gave us to take, was a single track, and there was no way to turn a vehicle around. After put putting for about 2 hours, we came to a stone bridge that had been washed away by the current, so we were stuck right there and then. We could not turn back and could not go forward. So, I decided that the best was to make an adventure of it all, and after talking to the guests, we decided to camp there and then and we decided to rebuild part of the stone bridge to get across.
We worked for about 3 hrs that day and another 1.5 hrs the next morning and eventually we got it done.
What made the whole thing amazing, besides the fact that the guests were very keen on it all, was also that we were visited by a group of himbas during the night, as we had been stuck in a spot very close to their village.
They in term called a number of other men and helped us with the bridge fixing.
At night, we made a big fire and they came to join us for supper and showed us their beautiful dances and shared with us some of their customs.
We learnt that Ladies are very skilful in their tasks of up keeping the camp or village, and untidiness was not in their vocabulary. We were offered Mopanie worms to eat as an offering. This kept us laughing for a long time as every one of my people almost threw up trying to eat one of these creatures. The Himbas thought it was hilarious, to see these city slickers unable to eat such delicatessen.
Their dances were so powerful and had so much grace that we were all taken aback by their performance. Children danced around the fire with such freedom and beauty, that we forgot where we were completely.
The women then sang for us under the stars and this was the most beautiful choir I have ever heard under a starry sky.
Seeing the men and women dance so freely, their bodies moving and forming amazing shapes with the shadows created by the fire, was an experience that left us all touched. The fact that all women were topless and that the men were wearing just a simple cloth to cover their groins, was completely forgotten, and we all blended in this moment. Two groups of people so different in customs, culture and ideas, and yet so much the same as human beings.
The next day we slowly and carefully got the truck over the bridge, and we all cheered to out achievement. The whole Himba village came to greet us good bye, and gave us such beautiful simple good bye presents such as a thorn, a twig from a bush and a calabash of sour milk.
This is Africa at its best, and this is why I always urge people to come and visit it’s beauty, it’s people and it’s cultures. My guests were so happy that we had gotten stuck, or we would have never been able to experience this moment.

Bias ideas into one’s Head.    Back to the Top of the Page

My travels have taken me to many destinations and I have been honoured to meet incredible people.
Most times we have certain ideas about groups of people that are not really positive, and unfortunately are based on what the media makes it to be.
In one of my trips to Namibia, I was given the task to carry with me an ex General from the cold war and his partner. When I was told about this, i thought: wow, an ex-General!.
I must admit that I was very bias about it and I resented the task. I thought, these are the guys who keep the world on their toes and are some of the cause for the world’s miseries.
Anyway, I decided that I must show my professionalism, and also that I am better than them, so I would do it well.
When I saw my guest arrive at the Airport, I was really taken aback. I was expecting a despot looking man, with a serious face and no sense of humour at all. Instead, my guest was quite an ordinary man, in his sixties, and his partner, a girl of no more than 25. Very pretty, but also very young. His face showed a life full of sadness and stress, and his body language was that of a beaten up person.
I met them and the next day, we got going on our 15 day trip through Namibia.
The man was very pleasant, very gentle with his partner, and also a very well educated one.
Every night, we would sit at dinner and talk about the day’s activities and discuss some of the issues in the world today. And these conversations are what made me understand that I was completely misinformed about the world, specially his country and the Cold War.
My guest explained to me that he was an Ex-General during the cold war, and that they were forced to do duty in the Nuclear Silos. Yes, you read it right. This man had 6 silos under his command, each with a nuclear missile that could be launched at the push of a button (his).
He also explained to me, that although this sounds bad from his side, they had no option but do it. His family was taken prisoner by the government and they were told that if they did not cooperate, their families would be executed.
Now, they had a very stressful time. They would be at the silos for 6 months at a time, away from their families and any contact other than their government. They had to make contact with their superiors on a daily basis, and their order was, that if they could not establish contact with their superiors within any 24 hrs period, they were to assume that a nuclear war had started, and it was left up to them to decide on the release of the missiles. Can you imagine the responsibility?. He told me that many of these people went mad because of the pressure. Some of them even run away because they did not want this on their shoulders.
The pressure they underwent during these times, was too much, and his family could not take it. So they left him and he never saw them again.
This is a sad story, told by one of these affected persons who I always thought were monsters, hungry for war and for killing people. But it was not always so.
His partner also told me how he suffers from nightmares every night, and how he has to get away from everything every now and then because of his inability to be with people.
They met in hospital while both undergoing therapy and this is how they came to be together.

This experience has told me that in every conflict, no matter how bad it looks, there is ALWAYS two sides  to the story, and even on the bad side, there is a different story than the one portrayed by the media.
Our political and religious ideas cause nothing else but pain and miseries in this world. Both profess to unite people, but both excel at doing exactly the opposite.
I was so humbled at having met such a person, who although was not a hero, or a celebrity, was this ordinary person, who went through very rough times, and who managed to stay sane and pulled through it, and was able to share his experience with the world.
I know that maybe you will be saying: yeah, that is what he tells you!, but deep in my heart, and deep in his eyes I saw that he was being honest about the whole thing. And this is what makes tour guiding a rewarding experience. Meeting with people, learning their life experiences and having that human contact that otherwise would be tampered with by the media and what they want you to see and know.
He explained to me that now they are all retired individuals, most of them with shattered lives and trying to pick up the pieces of their lives left.

Water is the only currency    Back to the Top of the Page

There are moments in life that make you realise how materialistic we are, and how we measure everything in terms of money, without realising that some things are more valuable than any money available.
During one of my visits to Tanzania, while travelling on the Serenguetti, I came across a group of Masaai men. Real Masaai men, walking in the plains of the African landscape.
This was my opportunity I thought, of getting a fantastic picture of them. So, I stopped and approached them to ask if I could take a picture of them, expecting to be asked for some money in exchange. I offered them a few dollars, and to my surprise they did not show any interest in the money. I then thought, ok, maybe they want more. So, I offered them double the amount, to which they did not flinch at all.
They then pointed towards my vehicle, and then I though, I am now in big trouble, they want my car!.
So I tried to convince them again to take the money, but one of them approached the car and pointed inside it.
When they saw that I was not getting the message, the man then pointed at my 2lt coke bottle which was filled with water. I understood then what they wanted. It was 41 degrees in the heat, and water is nowhere to be found. So, for these people, water is precious. So it was there that I got my wining shots with the amazing Masaai by using my 2lt of water as currency.
Let me tell you, I offered them initially 5 dollars, then 10 dollars, and only 2lt of water did the trick.
When I gave them the bottle with water, they all drank just one sip from it, and immediately put it in a bag which was then covered by a masaai blanket and hang over one of the warrior’s shoulder.

I, in my stupidity and ignorance, then offered them 20 dollars for the trouble, but they ignored it completely and walked off.

A special Kitty cat    Back to the Top of the Page

In one of my trips to Tanzania, I was travelling alone through the Serenguetti and I decided to go down to Ngorongoro Crater, which is one of the most spectacular places on earth.
The crater itself is about 20 km in diameter and you drive up to the rim of the crater on the outside and then you go down into the crater itself, where you will find the most amazing wildlife.
On this particular trip, I saw a Cheetah standing next to a tree on my way down to the crater. I stopped the vehicle next to it and decided to wait and see what the feline would do. After waiting for a few minutes, the cheetah stood there watching me as if asking: How is it going?.
I decided that he was relaxed enough for me to get out of the vehicle, and I then got out slowly and went to sit on the roof of the land rover. After sitting there for about 3 minutes, the animal decided that if I am going to be there, he might as well come and join me. So, to my big surprise, he walked towards the car, jumped with one single leap to the roof where I sat, and came to sit right next to me.

In my teachings about wild life I learnt that they are actually very scared of humans and that they could never tackle a human. So I decided to trust my knowledge, and not panic. I was very relaxed and I even talked to the kitty while he was approaching me, and when he sat next to me, it started to Purr.
This moment for me was one of the most rewarding.
Nature talking to me, and trusting me that I would not over react or harm this beautiful animal. I must admit that I was a bit scared but my love for the moment gave me the will to enjoy it without making a fuss about it.
It was wonderful to feel this animal next to me, watching the landscape, sniffing the air, and hearing it’s purring as if to say; cool man, you are very cool!.
After sitting there for what seemed an eternity, the cheetah decided its time to leave, and stood, paused for a while and after licking his lips, jumped off and disappeared into the bushes after looking back at me to say good bye.
Nature has unique ways to show you it’s beauty, and this was a sign from it to me. I blended into wild life for a short moment that I will not forget.

 

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