Blouwildebees

The opening page of PJ Schoeman's Dagboek van 'n Wildbewaarder (Diary of a Game Warden) about his time as the only game warden in the Etosha Game Reserve in the then South West Africa, now Namibia.(See location)

C worked today. I washed the car. It was sunny and mild.

Someone shot in the woods. I don't know what they were shooting at , but it sounded like a mini war. I'm sure they shot into our property, because something small hit the leaves and windows just after a salvo of shots. Our experience of the shooters around here is that they're not the best, because after a session we have more rabbits, pigeons and pheasants than before. (C asked that I point out that they are "shooters" not "hunters"). Nothing was damaged and I was not going to confront a group of not very good shots with shot guns high on testosterone.

We had pork tjops with homemade yummy sauce & sweet potato and potato wedges with Don Cayetane Carmenere all they way form Chile.

Watched Lara Croft Tomb Raider