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Kruger, South Africa

173 photographs
1999
2015

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Jumble of impalas, Kruger National Park, South Africa — January 18, 1999

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Guineafowl, Kruger National Park, South Africa — January 18, 1999

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Driving Leo through Impalas, Kruger National Park, South Africa — January 18, 1999

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Shy kudu bull, Kruger National Park, South Africa — January 18, 1999

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Impalas, Kruger National Park, South Africa — January 18, 1999

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Zebra, Kruger National Park, South Africa — January 18, 1999

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White rhino, Kruger National Park, South Africa — January 18, 1999

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Impalas, Kruger National Park, South Africa — January 18, 1999

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Guineafowl, Kruger National Park, South Africa — January 18, 1999

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On the lookout for danger, Kruger National Park, South Africa — January 18, 1999

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Impalas, Kruger National Park, South Africa — January 18, 1999

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Helping the gardener, Kruger National Park, South Africa — January 18, 1999

Countries visited - Africa 1998 - 1999

Africa route map

I am not sure how it all got started. It wasn’t a magical spark of lightning that began the cataclysm, nor was it the supreme words of a higher being sending us on our way. Somehow, though, the powers of the universe contrived enabling our journey through the Heart of Africa.

It began quite innocently as an alleged trip to Bulgaria and Romania. This idea was eventually vetoed and placed “on hold” for future girlfriends. Zap—a long awaited spark was kindled—The Middle East: Yemen, in particular. And the visas were applied for, the air tickets purchased; and on a fine March 4th day we were on our way aboard a gleaming Air France 747 en route to Cairo, Egypt, via a five day layover in France.

We never did make it to Yemen, nor the Middle East for that matter; we headed South, instead, into the Heart of Africa, and what follows is the story of events as they unfold.