Day 2: Cabin Fever and Leopard-crawling Warthogs
The Boys have been home from school for almost 2 weeks now. I have been very cautious about taking them places, so they have spent all this time at home. So on just day 2 of the 21-day lock-down, I can see some cabin fever-like symptoms in our boys. Even Steven is feeling it. (You should have seen him in my small 80m2 flat in Holland!)
We have been blessed with a very big garden, so we try and keep the boys busy outside as much as possible. This morning, we took them ‘tracking’ in our yard and in front of the house. After all the rain we had, the birds and other critters left some nice and clear tracks in the sand. It was a lot of fun for the boys looking for tracks and using their imagination trying to figure out what bird or animal had made the imprint in the sand. I think we’ll do this every other day to beat the cabin fever!
While we were outside, Steven heard a noise at our back-fence. There was a warthog trying to get under the fence and into our yard! Haha, it was the most comical sight watching this big pig leopard crawl and shovelling dirt with his nose in an attempt to get in. I honestly have no idea what his plans were once he managed. But after we all laughed at his attempt he got up and ran away; In typical warthog style with his tail up in the air like the antenna of a remote control car!
Steven made the boys a swing by hanging a rope with the lid of an old toilet seat from one of the trees at the front of the house. This kept Alex entertained while we made a fire and waited for the flames to die down so we could braai.
The sun was slowly setting behind Schalapia mountain on the horizon. The troup of vervet monkeys were coming ‘home’ to sleep in the trees above the safari tents next door. And the warthog family that burrows close by, were eating the grass and roots right in front of our gate. We have seen their family grow for the last year and a half and this season’s piglets are getting so big!
The Vervet Monkeys and Warthogs were going about their business as usual. I suppose for them nothing has really changed. They don’t need to practise social distancing. They are not on lock-down. Watching them distracted me a bit from the strange situation we are currently in.
Day 3. A Grocery Run and Trumpeting Trumpeters.
We started day 3 of the 21-day lock-down with an assembly of at least 12 Trumpeter Hornbills that were sitting in the dead, heart-shaped tree in front of our gate. “(Social distancing also does not apply to them;-) Their typical, baby-cry-like call echoed through the kitchen. They flew low through the trees in and around the garden and Steven reckoned they were gathering like that for some sort of mate selection ritual. It was amazing to watch and to listen to!
The big warthog that took a shine to our garden tried to burrow under the fence once again today. I really wonder what attracts him to our garden. There is so much more to eat on the outside now that I stopped trying to grow vegetables in our garden. Maybe just a case of ‘the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence’?
Early this morning, Steven braved going to town for some essentials and to get over his cabin fever a bit. I have to be honest, I was extremely happy to have him home safe again. And after hearing Steven tell us about Malelane Town still being quite busy, I am even happier to be tucked away safely inside Kruger National Park. This social distancing thing is hard. But at least we have the animals to keep us company!
If you missed day one of our diary, you can read it here: Silence…. and a broken washing machine