11 November 2018
Today was overcast and we had a few drops of rain but the wind died down. We made our way to Sprookwoud some way away but did not have very good sightings. The animals are clearly closer to the camp.
We stopped at a picnic site for breakfast and found dozens of thirsty sociable weavers. We poured water into the empty bird bath and they stormed it with gusto. A bul bul tried to join them but they would have none of it. Then a little goshawk swooped on them and they scattered in fright. Suddenly I heard a splat and couldn’t see through my right eye! I removed my glasses and found that a frightened bird had crapped on them!
Everybody thought it was very funny!
Back at camp we went to the Waterhole and saw a lovely collection of game.
We went out again in the afternoon but saw very little.