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Verity and Dean Cherry had an African dream in 1999 and started Nhongo Safaris® to eliminate the logistical challenges of international visitors on safari. We provide a once in a lifetime experience for wildlife enthusiast that demand quality overnight safaris in South Africa and most particularly the Kruger National Park. We want to enrich our visitors’ experience by providing Luxury Safari Packages or African Safari Holidays and maintain our position as leader in Kruger Park Safaris.
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Tuesday, 3 September 2019
Nhongo Safaris Press Release
PRESS RELEASE
International luxury timepiece brand, Hublot, to unveil
Black and White Rhino Support timepiece in South Africa at launch of
partnership with cricketer Kevin Pietersen, and Care For Wild
Johannesburg, 30 August 2019
Global timepiece brand, Hublot, is currently in South Africa
to launch a partnership with ex-cricketer Kevin Pietersen’s Save Our Rhinos
Africa and India (SORAI), and South Africa’s Care For Wild, in a new drive
towards the raising of awareness and funds for rhino protection.
The brand will be unveiling a special Black and While Rhino
Support timepiece in support of the initiative. The watch is valued at R500 000
a piece, with the proceeds (Nhongo
Team – do you know how the proceeds will be channelled for rhinos?).
The partnership was entered into with the aim of growing
global awareness and funds for the protection of rhinos, which are facing
extinction. Africa’s black and white rhino, and India’s Sumatran, Javan and
India rhino, are critically in danger of extinction due to excessive poaching
for their horns, making the partnership an invaluable collaboration.
Preferred tour operator for Care For Wild, Nhongo Safaris,
has had a long-standing relationship with Care For Wild, and is the preferred safari
tour operator on the property, with all safaris to Care For Wild operating
through Nhongo Safaris. “We
are proud to be a part of this initiative with Care For Wild, SORAI and Hublot;
having such globally-recognised brands take to the trenches to help save our rhinos
is such a progressive step in saving these incredible animals, which are in
danger of extinction,” says XXX, designation from Nhongo Safaris.
Pietersen built SORAI because of his passion for rhino
conservation, with the aim being to rescue abandoned, injured, and orphaned
rhinos in an effort to rehabilitate them, with Pietersen’s initiative aiming
for “the ongoing preservation and protection of Rhino’s in Africa and India and
the ongoing education, awareness and public support of this issue globally”.
CEO of Hublot, Ricardo Guadalupe, is currently in
South Africa to launch the partnership with Pietersen and Care For Wild.
ENDS
About Nhongo Safaris
Nhongo Safaris offers a range of safaris into the Kruger
National Park, Zimbabwe and Botswana, giving guests a true taste of Africa and
its incredible wildlife. A broad selection of exciting travel experiences and
adventures – from luxury safaris, to budget safaris – give travellers with any
budget the opportunity to see the Big Five, and experience the beauty of
Africa’s landscape.
What makes Nhongo Safaris different is its incredible
team, which is people-centric and always looking for ways to make guests
experiences unforgettable.
For more information on Nhongo Safaris, visit
www.nhongosafaris.com or contact marketing@nhongosafaris.com
Wednesday, 31 July 2019
Tuesday, 30 July 2019
Dunlop the Tyre eating Leopard from a clients point of view
Hi Everybody,
on the 4th December 2017, we had guests with one of our guides Robbie Williams, and this is what they encountered while out on game drive. This is the account as written by the guest, as well as a short video of what transpired. We hope you will enjoy and be enthralled by the encounter that these guests had. It is when you as a company have feedback such as this, that one can truly say, that we have some of the best guides in the industry, and for this, we will be forever grateful to them.
I
literally breathed a sigh of relief. A crazy, crazy encounter that
in many ways we were both fortunate to experience and fortunate to get out of
with just our photos and nothing else added.
on the 4th December 2017, we had guests with one of our guides Robbie Williams, and this is what they encountered while out on game drive. This is the account as written by the guest, as well as a short video of what transpired. We hope you will enjoy and be enthralled by the encounter that these guests had. It is when you as a company have feedback such as this, that one can truly say, that we have some of the best guides in the industry, and for this, we will be forever grateful to them.
KRUGER
NATIONAL PARK (South Africa)
02
DECEMBER – 05 DECEMBER 2017
This
is an entry that I wrote for our fabulous tour guide in Kruger, Robbie
Williams of Nhongo Safaris.
In
his near 20 years as a guide in the park he rates this incident as one of the
'crazier' events/sightings that took place.
So
here you are Robbie, this one is for you, here's to what will inevitably be a
great book.
Ever
since I was a child I had known it was my mothers’ eternal dream to go on
safari in Africa. It would often come up in our family conversations when
discussing our top of our list destinations. However dreams
can have the propensity of remaining just that, aimless thoughts that lie
sedately in your mind, uncomplicated and uncommitted to ever finding a way to
realisation. It had seemed, in my mind at least, knowing the financial
situation of our family growing up, that my mothers’ dream would always be just
that, a fantastic dream without the means to be realised.
We
were a lower middle income migrant family that lived in the suburbs of Sydney,
Australia. Not that we ever struggled in life, my father worked tirelessly as a
storeman for our national carrier, Qantas for nearly 30 years. But making plans
for what felt like an adventure for the rich and famous was
somewhat contrary to our standard , and somewhat mundane, biennial visits to
Belgrade, Serbia where our relatives lived. I,(we), were fortunate enough
however to have substantially discounted airfares, (which we could afford),
through Qantas, due to my fathers’ tenure with the company.
In
recent years our family circumstances changed. My father passed away five years
ago and I, now older and earning a reasonable salary, was now in the
fortunate position to be able to make my mothers’ dream come true, which
is something that I had personally always wanted to do for her.
Thus
this brings me to a story that took place in Kruger National Park, on a Nhongo
Safaris tour, guided by the wonderful Robbie Williams, who I now
consider to be a life-long friend.
For
me personally I had always thought that in going on safari you needed to have a
particular kind of passion or yearning for a specific style of experience. As I
said, this was a dream that my mother always had, it was never mine. Truth be
told, at the start of this adventure I anticipated that the only real amount of
excitement that I would have would be the joy and happiness I received from
knowing that my mother would be fulfilling her eternal dream. But hey, life is
never short of surprises and you know the quote that goes, ‘Africa changes
you forever…once you have been there, you will never be the same’. Let
me tell you, not a truer word has been spoken. Africa, in particular Kruger NP,
had a wonderful impact on me.
This
story however is not about my own minor epiphany but rather about an encounter
our safari group had with a somewhat curious and cheeky leopard that earned the
nickname ‘Dunlop’.
Sighting
location: S112, Southern Kruger
Date: 04
December 2017
Time: 09:30
During
our second morning in Kruger our guide Robbie had wanted to follow up on the
sighting of a pride of lions. I don’t recall exactly where it was but somewhere
during the drive to the last known locatio of the pride, Robbie received a call
of a dual leopard sighting on a road nearby that was occurring at that moment
and thus made the decision to go and investigate.
It
was probably a 5-10 min drive later that we sighted two safari vehicles stopped
on the road, and right in front of them were two amazing looking leopards, with
beautifully dark rosettes, light to dark golden coloured fur, a shortish ringed
tail and beautiful white bellies. These cats were simply majestic.
Robbie
stoped about 15-20 mtrs away from the other vehicles and it took about 10
seconds for us really to really comprehend what was going on. On closer viewing
it appeared that one of the leopards had taken an interest to the tyre and
mudguard of the front right wheel of one of the safari vehicles in front of us,
and there we sat in our vehicle just watching as this cat pawed away and then
licked both the tyre and mudguard for what seemed like an extraordinarily long
period of time.
A
question from a guest in our own vehicle to Robbie was, ‘Is this a common
thing for them to do?’, to which is responded, and I’m paraphrasing, ‘No,
this is highly, highly unusual’.
For
me personally I didn’t care whether it was unusual or not, the sighting was
absolutely mind boggling and magical. It felt like there was a big playful cat
just roaming around the streets of downtown Kruger NP looking
to be mischievous and alleviate a bit of boredom from being out in the wild all
day, taking a break from having to utilise its natural instincts to survive.
This schism, the clear break that we tourists have from the
reality of being in the natural habitat of wild animals is really a danger as
our awareness of what is real becomes blinded by a false sense of security.
Now,
I’m not sure what the trigger for Dunlop was but after a few
minutes he got up and started to move, tracking directly toward our vehicle.
Approaching
slowly, almost languidly, the mood in our vehicle started to change gears.
Cameras ready, phones pointed and held high, poised to capture fantastic shots,
the leopard made its way to the front left tyre of our car. Rubbing itself
against the tyre at first and then climbing under the vehicle, again it started
pawing and licking, and then biting first the wheel and then mud guard.
Sprawled out on the dirt road, laying on its back and looking upwards, it was,
I’m sure, an exhilarating site for all those other groups that had now
surrounded us.
In
many ways this was the unforgettable dream sighting that we all wanted. The
perspective however, which I feel in a situation like this gets kind of lost,
is that this is not a Safari Disneyland. These animals are
wild, we’re inhabiting their environment and believing in the predictability of
their actions is both as ignorant as it is possibly stupid.
Robbie,
constantly calling for updates for the positioning of the leopard from both
within the vehicle and by radio to those that were surrounding us then said
something that snapped my brain into a state of hyper vigilance…’Guys, keep
your hands inside the vehicle, be as still as you can’.
After
what felt like an eternity Dunlop got up and slowly started walking down my
side (the left hand side of the vehicle), I was seated on the highest bench on
the back left hand side. All of a sudden I felt an overwhelming rush of anxiety
and fear. This situation and this action pushed me into a sense of panic. But,
to completely understand my blinding burst of fear I need to recount a
situation, or rather an encounter some 7 years earlier to which I immediately
regressed.
Years
ago I had been travelling through South America and during my time dedicated
some 4 weeks to undertaking volunteer work at a Wildlife Sanctuary
in Bolivia.
Parque
Ambue Ari was, and still is, a park that cares for many different types of
animals, inclusive of such beautiful animals as jaguars, panthers and pumas. The work of
the dedicated staff and myriads of volunteers that move through the camp
involve, for a large part, taking these domesticated cats (I
say that facetiously), out for walks in the jungle environment of the Bolivian
Amazon. Volunteers literally tie a rope onto the collar of a selected cat, wrap
a harness around themselves and click themselves in via a carabiner. These
volunteers, of which I was one, were tethered by a 3mtr length of rope to a
power, unpredictable animal. That is all the protection that we were afforded.
Now,
youthful exuberance aside, there is something fatally flawed in believing in
the total safety that we implicitly placed in that process. I discovered quite
quickly that the false faith that I trusted to my 10min training and induction
was crudely misplaced when on the second walk that I did, with a fully grown
female puma, she turned on me, pinned her ears back, snarling and with
animalistic fervour grabbed my leg with both its paws, claws cutting through my
trousers, and then wrapped its jaw around my right knee. Let me tell you, there
is nothing quite like the dismay, complete fear and overwhelming disbelief of
being attacked by what is effectively a wild animal. In an attack
that lasted a matter of seconds the hundreds of thoughts that populated my mind
all ended the same way, this attack could potentially kill me, this
shit is real!
For
whatever reason the attack was only short and the puma backed off, but the fear
that accompanied that attack has always lived with me. This moment was now just
about to be revisited.
Back
in Kruger, sitting in an open vehicle, exposed on the back seat, I was frozen
stiff. There was a leopard not 30cms from my feet, hovering with all the wild
ferocity and unpredictability that a cat of that nature should have. Anything
could have triggered an adverse reaction, if it has been spooked or simply
curious and had jumped into the vehicle, what then? What would be our reaction?
What sort of panic and what some of carnage could have ensued in that sort of
scenario?
I
simply held my breath and willed it to walk away, anywhere else at the moment
was good enough.
‘Dunlop’ passed
around the back of our vehicle and walked around to the front right hand side
near the driver's door.
Robbie
had armed himself with a baton of some sort, I’m not sure exactly what it was,
but he and I both knew that in a real attack, what it could be used for could
be counted on zero fingers. At best it could have been a momentary stall.
For
other passengers in our car I know that this experience was not fear driven but
sheer excitement, I’m sure had they have placed their minds into the possible
consequences then their thoughts may have been different. Better for them
I guess. Ignorance truly can be bliss.
Perhaps
a minute later ‘Dunlop’ made his way off, tracking back passed us
and along the dirt road we had driven in.
What
an experience! What a head spin!
To
use a catch phrase from Robbie, TAB, That's Africa Baby!
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