Waking up to a knock on the door and been given a cup of coffee. Quiet enough to hear a pin drop. Twenty minutes later the Francolins start chirping. The sun is coming up and we getting ready for a walk along the riverside to look for the elusive nyala. Covering most of the river and miles later only getting one quick look at a limpopo bushbuck semi mature it was already time head back to the camp for a cooked lunch.
Back out in the afternoon. Two herds of female nyala were seen and a young bull. Nothing spectacular. They are very territorial so we now know where they like, I guess it's timing and luck to find a male interested in the girls.