He’s a woolly little creature weighing less than 160 grams, can rotate his head almost 180-degrees like an owl, has oversized naked ears and is a spectacular jumper. And he’s by far the cutest primate on the planet.
I’m as excited as a child seeing the ocean for the first time. ‘Look, the pan is full of water!’ I shriek. ‘Don’t be daft,’ my companion says, ‘it’s just a mirage.’
Goas waterhole, Etosha National Park. We sit and we wait, full of reminiscences of what we’ve seen here in the past – a pride of 15 lions, elephants scratching their bottoms on that dead tree over there, a spotted hyena, an anthology of zebra and buck.
We’re perched on the rocks of a small hill that provides an amphitheatre view of the Moringa waterhole at Etosha National Park's Halali camp. It’s our chance to grab a last few remnants of warmth from the rocks before the sun sets and the show begins.
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