BIRDS
Mar 16, 2020
2 minutes
BY FAANSIE PEACOCK
HERE’S TO THE QUIET DAYS
There’s no border, but something tells me I’ve left Namaqualand and entered Bushmanland – it’s a different level of desolation out here. The feeling is amplified about 30 km north of the tiny hamlet of Concordia, when even the fences start to disappear. For a birder, this is a very exciting situation. No fence means no
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