Yesterday was spent picking up the things we had cut previously in the cheetah camp. Once more I had to release the cheetahs and while I am in no real danger, have four large cats loose behind you causes an adrenaline rush.
We dropped the guys at an all-you-can-eat ribs place for dinner and Connie and I ate at the Portuguese seafood restaurant where we had Mozambique and Australian prawns. We were served by one of the nicest waiters of any color in any country. The people we have met have been just wonderful.
There were violent thunderstorms during the night and light rain this morning. Still the guys got to go ‘vulturing’ with Kerri and her team. It’s fascinating to watch these young guys ogle the attractive young women capture and treat large, ugly birds. I think some of the guys may see a future in conservation!
We continued cutting lantana while fending off the very territorial male ostrich who had the audacity to chase several guys - and even me - into the bushes. The guys leave tomorrow and we will be glad to see then go even though they have been really great kids. They gave us some nice gifts – a book, bookmarks, a wonderful card, and a CD of nature sounds from the African countryside.
We had a surprise when I stopped to pick up the truck keys at the hospital. Alan had the three cheetah cubs. Their mother had abandoned during the storms last night so now they must be hand reared. They are cute little things - two are strong and one is touch and go for the present. I just looked, but Connie held them for a bit.
