Silent Nights

Let it be known that I hate camping. Not the tent itself or the shared ablutions which in the Kruger are very clean. I hate it because I just can’t handle the bugs at night that take over any form of light and when you try to cook it’s impossible to keep them from falling in your food or plate and maintain some kind of normal. I hate the boxes all over the place, always looking for something and packing away (because vervet monkeys or squirrels will guzzle and destroy anything) and I really hate setting up the tent! If I could arrive and the whole thing is set up then I guess it would not be so bad.

Apart from this bit of moaning – camping is ok, it’s nice. Campers are quiet, friendly people, they go to bed early and rise extra early, but they are respectable of others and camping “neighbours” are just different kind of people. They love nature and outdoor life and are content listening to the birds in the shade or having a drink by the braai at night. All the time in silence. And that is the part I love.

Tranquil, relaxing & peaceful and quiet time in the bush in my favourite place in the world the – Kruger National Park. That was December holiday and Christmas. We stayed in Shingwedzi Camp which was a very good choice, other camps are a bit more busy and noisy. Christmas with an African flair in the sun-kissed, lush green bushveld. The smells of the bush and the fresh air is invigorating! Undisturbed time, it was pure bliss.

Some nights we camped and hubby upgraded us so we had a few nights of aircon with the comforts of a chalet. December in the bushveld is extremely hot. Its summer and the heat was not kind, I was so grateful for the beautiful swimming pool.

Here are some pics that I absolutely love –


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Watching this young elephant playing in the water was awesome –







My boys opening presents on Christmas eve –




Almost the end of 2013 what a perfect ending it was….



Secret place in the bushveld

You know how I love the ocean and wish to bottle it all up and keep it in my bag?

Well when I’m in the bush I just want to capture the stillness and peaceful quietness of it all. I am making notes for this blog right here in this magical place.

My view? It’s of two mountains they meet in the center and just ‘touch’ like that point in the center of a heart drawing, when the two round curves meet in the middle. That is my view, the special love spot! But it’s not red its lush green.


The sounds? The wind dancing through the bushes and trees and the birds calling from all sides. It’s not noisy, it almost sounds like they plan it, they take turns, some of the bird calls I recognize others I don’t and I wish I knew which bird it was.

I have a visitor very close to me, he’s looking at a bowl of chips that was left on the table. I throw them gently on the floor and keep very still and wait for him. He comes close and enjoys his snack and flies away – Southern Boubou!



There are small white butterflies everywhere and some birds fly close enough that I can hear their wings flap.

Now this is the place to de-stress, rest, reflect and just listen to nature. I can hear those annoying bugs too, its hot and they are here in the bush just that these also make a clicking sound (birds need to eat I guess).



The African bushveld is where the rushed get to rest and the stressed get to de-stress.

How do I capture that and keep it in the other pocket of my handbag close to me? It’s moments like this that I know I am so lucky to be living in this part of the world. Its moments like this that I know I have the best husband in the world for bringing us here. Its moments like this that I marvel in awe at the beauty of nature and all God has created.




We are in a ‘bush camp’ (Matyholweni Camp) which means no gift shop, no reception, no people, no noise. We can’t see or hear our neighbors they aren’t that close and the bush is so thick and dense between each little hut that you can’t see anyone (the only mistake park management made – they installed a TV and satellite dish in each little hut, awful idea). Being in a bush camp instead of one of the main camps means that our senses and experiences are heightened. It’s like I am the only one in this place. I am alone with nature. This huge garden is all mine. This tranquil scene is where we are spending new years eve.

Ah I so wish I could describe in more detail just how beautiful and peaceful this place is, I don’t have enough words, my vocabulary fails me….the sounds of nature are incredible, a symphony! And this is paradise and my home for a few days, best of all I have beautiful elephants, gentle giants, roaming in my very own garden!

My friend is back he likes the chips, eats and sings before he flies off again 😀

This is what I want to capture and keep right next to my ocean breeze…..