Sable Antelope herd. At first Newton and Glen thought that maybe this herd was a variety of Sable that were brown rather than black until we spotted the alpha male. The one we saw at Vumbura was black but we only had a fleeting sight as he disappeared into the underbrush. This herd was out in the open. This picture shows the male patrolling his family.
OUR ROCKJUMPER GUIDE I would be remiss if I did not spend some time extolling the virtues of our Rockjumper Guide, Glen Valentine. From the moment we met him in the Johannesburg airport, he made us feel at ease. God knows what impression we made on him at first - frazzled as we were because of the hold-ups we had experienced at immigration and security and because we had been travelling for well over 24 hours at that point. He shepherded us through airports - remember we had 19 flights after he met us in Jo'burg - carrying our bags and taking care of our tickets. We really missed the attention on our way home. "Where's Glen?" was a constant refrain on our last two flights home. We got along famously - he put up with our foibles and our stories. He got used to Norma's surprises (there was more than one!) and appreciated my sense of humour. We shared so much fun and laughter on the trip. In addition, he was an expert g...
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