The Wildest Night On Hunters Road

At 5:30am after a very hot and sticky night, we gave up trying to sleep. I made the coffee and gradually everyone came to the table to get breakfast.
By 8am all the tents and camping gear had been packed away and just before we left the Bushbuck, Snookiepoo, came to say goodbye with her baby and we all got a cuddle.
In the car we done a final shop at the Spar to get extra water and meat for dinner and then we hit the road, it’s not far to our next destination but we’re not sure if we can even get there.
Hunters Road is one of our final completely wild camping spots. This place is so remote it’s not labelled on any maps and takes you deep into the Botswana wilderness thousands of kilometres away from civilisation.
90 minutes of driving bought us to a very overgrown and muddy dirt track, we turned off the tarmac, engaged four wheel drive and pushed on. The grass must have been six foot high in places and there was no way of telling if we were on a track or not, then as we came to the Zambian border a huge tree had come down and the road got wet and muddy. This was the point of no return and rather than risk getting stranded out here for days we turned around and headed back for the road.
All was not lost however as Pieter said he knew of a sand road that cuts into this road and after another 20 mins of driving we found it.
Again we engaged four wheel drive and 10 mins into the track the girls decided to get in the roof and we pushed on. Kilometre after kilometre we went, driving further and further away from humans. We drove passed warthog, impala and steenbucks and saw elephants ahead of but still we pushed on.
It took us nearly 2 hours to do the 36 kilometres to get there, but finally we found a camping spot next to a huge watering hole in the most remote part of Botswana there is.
We pitched up, found firewood on the ground that the elephants had broken off, made a fire to keep away the buffalo and predators and set our camera traps around the watering hole. Then as the fire got bigger and the sun started to set, Pieter started cooking steamed vegetables and fillet steak on the open fire. It was an amazing meal.
By 8pm we were all tired from watching the Botswanian television, also known as the fire and we turned into our tents for the night.Читать далее