Wednesday, February 22, 2017


Driving into the valley on Sunday morning, we spotted a large raptor on the electricity pole. As we stopped the car next to it for me to take photos, it flew away. It landed on a fence pole in a field on the opposite side of the road. 

While we watched, it flew down into the grass, pecked at something and flew back onto the fence post. 

Dinner is served...
Jackal-buzzard tearing away at its freshly-caught meal

Zooming in I could see that it was devouring a [poor hapless] frog

The Jackal - buzzard is very distinctive with a typical thickset buzzard stance. It has blackish upperparts, rufous breast and mottled dark grey underparts. Here's an interesting fact: the female is considerably larger than the male. It's a fairly common endemic and mostly sedentary. Its habitat are hilly and mountainous regions (exactly where it occurred) Its food is mainly mammals up the size of a hare, birds, reptiles and frogs. This bird's call is like a jackal yelping: keoow, keoow, keoow. 

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No WiFi

Sign on the wall at the eatery where we have breakfast after the Parkrun every Saturday . The business down the road has a sign at its entrance: We have WiFi - you don't have to talk to each other! 

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Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Parkrun # 7

Once again, it was Saturday and the weekly Parkrun. Although I'd promised myself to leave my camera behind, at the last minute, I just couldn't. What's up with me? I wonder...

Before the start, I photographed people as they arrived. 
A shiny Labrador with her mistress
Grant and Ant deep in discussion while my friend, Di, from our hike earlier this week, looks on
Before the race, Esmarie asks visitors to raise their hands - there were many again!
And we're off!
I took nine minutes to reach the 1km mark
I passed this mark and had to turn back to photograph it! Another ten minutes to this point

While crossing the dam wall, I saw Anthony coming along below the bank. I waved - he replied with a nod of the head - but neither of us called out! 
The 3km marker was muddied and limp. Another eleven minutes had passed by the time I reached here!
Not long after this distance marker, I heard Ant pull up behind me - two sticks at a time!
I just had to stop and capture the beautiful mountains 
On the last 800m, I was right behind this man below. He had set a solid stride and I kept pace with him!

As I handed my card in to be scanned, I asked my time: 

47  min and 04 seconds. 

Ant was right behind me ! The officials told him that he was a machine and an inspiration to even younger men. Apparently as they came in, they'd say we've JUST managed to pass "oom Ant/uncle Ant" 

Once we'd had a glass of cold water, Ant and I walked back to find Grant and John. John's knees are really giving him gyp and they were taking longer than usual. Alan, the 86 year-old who hikes with us, was walking with them today. 
Grant, John and Alan

Grant finished in 1 hour and 21 minutes. John and Alan, finished in 1 hour and 23 minutes. 
This young dad's so in touch with his feminine side; 
I just had to snap him! 

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