You know it is time to buy a GPS when they send out the swearch parties before you leave camp
. I was notorious as a national parks officer for getting a little confused as to my exact location for the odd day or two at a time. Never really bothered me...but one day the police post at Tuli were having a bash, and as I had arranged the paperwork for a kudu to commit suicide and add it'self to the braai I was invited as guest of honour...
I stopped in at the parks office before setting out into the park in the morning to speak to the officer comanding, and ask about water etc and as I crossed the Shashi (at about 8am) I noticed three patrols of game scouts watching me. I stopped and asked the seargent in charge of one patrol what was going on - why so many men out- a fresh poaching incursion or what?
"No Sah! You always get lost. Warden send us out to find you at 4pm to make sure you back in time for police party tonight!" - I got a family friend in the states to send me a GPS!
