The brothers stood in a line on the dune crest, staring at the dust cloud, united by thoughts of the man and the circumstances that had brought them here.
The youngster who looked after the old bushman !Tao, had come to the lodge at sundown with the message that !Tao had 'seen springbok in the smoke'. He'd stood in the vehicle park, waiting for the brothers to get home and had watched the cruisers pull in, headlights dazzling in a rolling dust storm of men and vehicles. With shouted commands echoing against slamming doors and amongst men keen to get to their families, he was not noticed.
Somewhere out there, far beyond !Tao's small fire was a Kalahari story, one that with time would turn into legend. An event so threatening that all creatures fled from its coming and those that had once escaped, knew only panic when they felt the ground shiver and in the distance saw a dust cloud growing into the sky.
Caught in a living avalanche, little survived, leaving only a trampled silence where death had levelled the channelled land and was the only fruit on trees and shrubs stripped of life.
Chris bounced the blackened fire stick off a glowing log and standing, agreed that !Tao's warning should be heeded.
Language
English
Pages
17
Format
Kindle Edition
Publisher
Bruce Parker
Release
September 25, 2014
A springbok hunt in the Molopos: an African hunting story...for when you can't be there (African Hunting Stories Book 8)
The brothers stood in a line on the dune crest, staring at the dust cloud, united by thoughts of the man and the circumstances that had brought them here.
The youngster who looked after the old bushman !Tao, had come to the lodge at sundown with the message that !Tao had 'seen springbok in the smoke'. He'd stood in the vehicle park, waiting for the brothers to get home and had watched the cruisers pull in, headlights dazzling in a rolling dust storm of men and vehicles. With shouted commands echoing against slamming doors and amongst men keen to get to their families, he was not noticed.
Somewhere out there, far beyond !Tao's small fire was a Kalahari story, one that with time would turn into legend. An event so threatening that all creatures fled from its coming and those that had once escaped, knew only panic when they felt the ground shiver and in the distance saw a dust cloud growing into the sky.
Caught in a living avalanche, little survived, leaving only a trampled silence where death had levelled the channelled land and was the only fruit on trees and shrubs stripped of life.
Chris bounced the blackened fire stick off a glowing log and standing, agreed that !Tao's warning should be heeded.