Although we knew it was going to be an incredibly long day (flight home not til past midnight) we both agreed we had to make the most of this last day so we were up and out by 06:30 and rewarded with the most glorious dawn sky.
And we were straight back with the cubs.
Judging by Mum's expression, her cub's claws are still very sharp despite his young age.
That's one very full tummy (at first I thought she was pregnant, then I look at the rear end - ooops!)
Magnificent
Another Widowbird but this one wouldn't move off the Datura (a real pest of a plant).
Cheetah on the lookout once again.
We headed to part of the conservancy we hadn't been to before and came across another cheetah who had been successful.
Our last breakfast stop.
The lovely Moses, we're sure he'll make a great guide.
As is often the case I spend most of my time out of the truck rolling around on the ground taking photos.
Back in the truck I spent a ridiculous length of time trying to get some decent ostrich shots, but this is the best I could do.
We drove through the optimistically named Leopard Grove, but unfortunately only saw a Rock Hyrax (nearest living relative of the elephant).
And a male lion.
Who promptly hid in the bushes!
The Secretary Bird, another of our favourites.
Now back to camp for lunch and then the long trek home. It's only a short drive to the airstrip so I'll leave my cameras safely packed away and hope we don't see anything amazing.
There is certainly more than one grain of sand between my toes - I just can't wait to return.