tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662416479746021549.post7384510978212123541..comments2023-03-24T12:54:34.072+02:00Comments on Circum-Swazi: Day 8 - the day the fat lady sangUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662416479746021549.post-49866222746444613832009-08-28T01:38:19.808+02:002009-08-28T01:38:19.808+02:00True...it was an interesting exercise in discoveri...True...it was an interesting exercise in discovering how small a person is in a big landscape. We found the lost person when he waved his shiny emergency blanket...but when he put it away we lost him again...for a while. Chopper was white...the red tint must have been mud/dust on your shades.swazidarronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02445292067010940972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662416479746021549.post-19997048155759250652009-08-27T21:17:24.830+02:002009-08-27T21:17:24.830+02:00I do remember a chopper coming to look for a missi...I do remember a chopper coming to look for a missing SwaziX team in 2005... Red, isn't it?roachhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03225375697787065728noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-662416479746021549.post-39380898580609236872009-08-25T22:57:30.140+02:002009-08-25T22:57:30.140+02:00Shaun, it turns out that the fat lady was only hum...Shaun, it turns out that the fat lady was only humming. The tale continues !swazidarronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02445292067010940972noreply@blogger.com