Africa, there’s a highway of stars across the heavens, the whispering song of the wind in the grass, there’s the rolling thunder across the savannah, a hope and dream at the end of the sky (week twenty-six)

Monday 11/08/14

We woke early and left for Satara by 5am for captures. There were a heap of rangers all the way up there, so it looked like there’d been some poaching activity overnight or about to happen. We had to wait around up there to wait around up there for the helicopter. We weren’t initially going to have. We caught the only three they could find outside the camp/funnel and boma and then we started working on the ones in the camp. Continue reading

Africa, I want to be your left-hand man (week twenty-three)

Monday 21/07/14

Bree, Becca, Brady and I looked in the museum in Mupangubwe National Park. The building had won architectural awards. It was pretty cool. There were a bunch of round-topped buildings, all covered with handmade tiles. It blended into the landscape well. The museum had some of the artefacts that were found when Mapungubwe Hill was excavated, as well as a video giving an overview of the history. Continue reading

Africa, can’t take my eyes off of you (week twenty-one)

Monday 07/07/14
Today was probably the first day of somewhat unpleasant weather we’ve had since I’ve been here. It was overcast and cold, but I was in the lab all day anyway, so it wasn’t much of an issue. I had to re-run the IFNγ plate from yesterday, because things still weren’t turning up as they should. When I finished, it was dark outside. I sat with the rhinos for a while, drinking tea and talking at them. I cooked dinner, went over my vet nursing flash cards and went to bed. Continue reading

Africa, you know I said it’s true, I can feel the love, can you feel it too (week twenty)

Monday 30/06/14
We had a 4.45am leaving time to head up to Satara for captures. Things went a lot more smoothly today, as there were less people trying to do things with the buffalo and the M99 doses in the darts were lower. This meant the vets were more in control on the ground, topping up more with sedatives intravenously. Continue reading