Windhoek

Windhoek is a pretty captial, but there is just some thing 'not quite right' about it. The whole city has a confused feeling about it, a bizar mix of German and African culture. Everyone you meet, greets you in German then slips seemlessly into Afrikans and then English as a last resort. Tanya reckons it is a bit too much like Adelaide for her liking.

The good part (from my perspective)  is you can get a smoked sausage version of every animal we have seen in Africa, and chase it down with a nice German beer.

We drove out to a game park an hours drive out of the city, expecting a very sedate drive, however, the unseasonal rains have made most roads a bit of a challenge. The track into the park had what they called a 'hole' with a bit of water that warranted a warning sign....Keep left, use low range.

Half way across it became clear the water was about 1.5m deep....and we were regretting our decision to drive through....but Larry came good and chugged his way through.

We came across a lone zebra, standing by fence, he seemed very excited to see us, so we stopped, expecting him to run away like every other time we got close to zebra... but not this fellow. He was very keen to play with us (even though he did try to bite Tanya a few times). We thought he must have escaped from a zoo he was so tame, but when we drove back he was no where to be seen.

The park was very nice and we took our time to get real close and take some action shots, I was stunned to get so close to a leopard.... they are so solitary. Whilst the leopard was not happy to see us, he did hang around for some nice shots.