Sometimes you feel like a weekend break that doesn't require anything but a few pairs of underwear and a change of clothes. Throw them into a small holdall or supermarket packet and set off into the bush!
This to me is just so perfect to forget the world out there and relax for 48hrs.
You can't see them clearly? OK, take a closer look.....
O alright then, let me show you around the front...and our view.
Tod, I would enjoy a stay there so very much! I love the beds, the fireplace, the tea & coffee, the outdoor shower! Now to be honest, I think I would need a few days to get comfortable with the toilet outside, but I would enjoy this type of vacation.
I know you would Mich, and Kimby too! Have you noticed there are no doors anywhere? I never felt uncomfortable sleeping with nothing but just a curtain or a bit of canvas awning to screen off the bush and it's creatures! Everything seemed so natural. I will admit the toilet during the day was fine but quite a hike in the middle of the night
Well, I am not finished yet so will show you some of the other accommodation and a little tour around amongst the rocks and bushveld, so stay tuned! There are no animals except wild buck which the kitchen shoots for the pot.
I've always dreamed of staying in an open-sided house with the breezes blowing through, perhaps a few tarps in case of a big storm. I take it there are no monkeys or other mischievous creatures in the neighbourhood...?
So sorry forgot to answer your question Kerouac about monkeys and other nuisances - there may well be but not when we were there. Also don't remember any mosquito's bothering us but from the nets above each bed I think in mid-summer that could be a problem.
Bixa you asked what 'bundu' means. I'm not sure but I think it's the Zulu word for bush or the 'wild outdoors'. I will ask my maid.
These are just the sort of camps I dream about when I'm in civilisation. I enjoy looking up at the stars when I'm having a night time crap and listening to the wildlife when tucked up in bed. Excellent places and I'm quite jealous.
As regards 'bundu', as far as I remember it's from the Bantu language (must google to check) and does mean 'the bush' or something like that. You did refer earlier to bundu bashing which to me means driving through the wild.
Yes I think that's what it means Mark and 'bundu' is used as an English word when talking about the long grassy thickets and trees.
Don, there are no predators of the lion or leopard variety. Maybe a lynx or small Genet cat snooping around for leftovers but one move by a human would send it scampering for cover. I am sending you a link for more information and in no way do I poport to be advertising. The link shows giraffe ( we never saw any) and mentions jackal hunting. We were lucky enough to meet James on one of his trips to the camp. He lives in Wiltshire. Maybe that explains the Hounds? He is a very kindly elderly gent and must have great stamina to still take an active part. He did not seem on duty when we were there. Now snakes are something unpredictable so hence a bright torchlight must be used when going to the loo. Not once, repeat not once...ever - did I feel something would poke it's head out at me! A sort of wild calmness creeps into your pores and you fear nothing. It's really weird but true.
Those meercats clearly have an excessively easy life. More power to them!
If I understand the website, there are just four accommodations at the camp. That seems like the perfect size for such a place so as never to be overcrowded but also to be able to socialize just a bit if desired. I can't really make any plans for a trip in the next few weeks, but I would presume that people can arrange to be fed there if they do not fancy cooking for themselves?
Oh, Tod -- thank you for the special potty privacy!
I can't tell you how much I've enjoyed this report. Really, the place & the whole experience is my idea of perfection. After seeing the tent with the bed placed facing the hill & presumably the morning sun, the chalets almost looked too enclosed! The last bathroom you show was amusing -- a real throne room.
And look at you clambering around on those rocks wearing flip-flops! Love the sexy shot. Looks as though the terrier was quite drawn to you. It's amazing that he wasn't going after the insanely adorable little meerkats.
Your description of the calm you feel in the wild is as compelling as any of the beautiful pictures.
Gosh -- those river views! I really could go on & on, but will just say thank you for sharing this wonderful experience.
Thanks everyone! Kerouac, I think you are right about the 4 main dwellings but another was in near completion when we were there. The one with the beds on the open verandah are larger inside accommodating more beds and that particular one is used for a groups of young people ( probably coming to kayak).
There are no cooking facilities in the chalets - all meals are served in the open-air dining area. Food was simple home-cooked fare. The most unusual meat we had was several fillets of buck roasted to perfection. Lots of salady food and homebaked breads.
O Bixa, that was not me honey! That was a dear girl from Kent - A year later met up again after we spent the morning exploring the white chalk clliffs at Burling Gap - then motored on to meet up with her at a pub near her home in Pevensey.
Mark , what a kind thought! Almost seems glowingly Japanese ;D
Nearly forgot...Only 4X4 vehicles can reach the Zingela Camp. If you have an normal car it has to be garaged in the little town of Weenen and you will be collected and returned. The road to the camp is unbelievable!! Just rock after rock. We had to turn back when leaving as the river had come down in flood. Luckily there is another way out.