*****This blog was written prior to our return to the UK***** An Apology to the Welsh In previous blogs phrases like "What do you call a sheep tied to a tree?" Answer: A Welsh leisure centre, and "What's the best thing to have ever come out of Wales?" Answer: The Severn Road Bridge, may have given the impression that I was a bit lukewarm towards the taffs. However, having been towed out of a swamp in Botswana by Marc the Welshman (last ph...

We are currently at Jburg airport on our way back to the UK following the death of Angela's father. Many thanks to Isaac & Liesel for looking after us until we could fly home. Ralph & Angela

It doesn't seem long ago that we were walking a husky through bear territory in Haines Alaska, and now we are sweltering in 38C temperatures in Maun on the edge of the Okavango Delta. We are on our way to Zambia (via Moremi Game Reserve in Botswana), then Malawi and Mozambique before re-appearing in South Africa sometime in late November. In deference to the sand and mud we are likely to encounter we have left our trailer in South Africa and put a rooftop tent ...

Passing Through The title of this blog is not a description of the effects of too many curries on my digestive system since returning to the UK, but a reference to our brief home visit before heading back to Africa. Despite having three months in Washington, Alaska and the Yukon our North America trip ended far too quickly, we didn't even get a chance to attend the Overeaters Anonymous (lunchtime meeting) in Juneau. It has taken a while to get used to w...

Back to the Yukon and farewell to Haines Alaska "So what tree is that then Brad?" It is a strange fact that of the 20 or so Americans we know, 5 are biologists. After a weekend in the Yukon with two of them, Brad & Jola, who we last met in the middle of Namibia, it was apparent that the term "biologist" could only be applied in the loosest sense to Brad. Brad guessed correctly that the tree in question was an aspen, the fact that the le...