SubscribeThe expected bird cacophony was not my wake-up call this first morning at Hluhlue. Instead an entirely foreign clicking, beeping, rasping, barking, moaning soundscape is layered over the white noise of rain on a thickly thatched roof. Frogs and guinea fowl revel in the mist and dampness. Both blend in to the swirling grey veil with practiced skill.
Somewhere below us here at Hilltop Camp the lions sulk in feline aversion to this extravagance of water withholding even their roars in dispproval.
Ahhh..great description! Sounds like the beginning of a movie script...visual, audio...next career path, possibly? :-)