We only approach the animals as close as we would feel safe without rifles but if it's a life-threatening situation, we will shoot. No warning shot, straight for the brains. In contrast to the previous morning, the first day of spring dawns crisp and clear after a soft fresh rain. With the mercury nudging above 11 degrees, we down mugs of freshly ground coffee and depart the camp on foot. It's a photographer s paradise as the sun slowly rises above a hilltop.
Soft light bathes the landscape in a warm morning glow.
We walk in a state of suspended tranquillity. Even the birds, it seems, are celebrating the new season. Time loses meaning in the kruger beauty. We break for breakfast on a hill overlooking a massive plain. Herds of impala, zebra, and blue wildebeest graze in harmony with a white rhino and playful baby in tow.