One of Donna-Rae’s continuing adventures was that of ablutions, day and night. Greg was helpful with tips like, “Always carry a stash of toilet paper in a pocket,” and “Look down and around before you squat, whether indoors or out.” Donna-Rae’s biggest challenge was taking care of her business after dark. She would often awaken Greg with her concerns that anything from a leopard to a crocodile was lurking just outside or rubbing up against the tent. Greg would sometimes slap the side of the tent to make noise to scare the animal away, or hand her the flashlight and tell her to look outside the tent entrance flap and see for herself that what she was hearing was the wind or branches rustling against the tent. With her contact lenses out he felt sure she would see no animals, take care of her needs, then quickly return, leaving him to his rest.
One night when Greg needed to make a midnight water-pass he took the flashlight with him to make sure he did not step on any snakes. As he was watering the jungle bushes he aimed the light around the parameter of their tent, seeing several pairs of glowing yellow eyes staring back at him. They were either hyenas or large cats. As he zipped-up he thought, “Hmmmm, Donna-Rae came here to see animals. I wonder what she will think about those when she has to make her outdoor visit tonight?” As he slipped back into his sleeping bag Donna-Rae anxiously asked him if he had seen anything. He answered, “Not a single snake or bird,” then went blissfully back to sleep.
Second only in size to the Grand Canyon, the Fish River Canyon in south central Namibia is the largest canyon in the Southern Hemisphere. 161 kilometers long and up to 27 kilometers wide and 549 meters deep, Greg had no desire to trek to the bottom to see if it had any fish.
“I’m a biker, not a hiker,” said Greg when a tourist took this sunrise photo of Donna-Rae and Greg at the Fish River Canyon as they peered into the depths below.