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Updated: July 2, 2025
You said in it that the gentleman called Neville left Bamangwato at the beginning of May in a wagon with a driver, a voorlooper, and a Kafir hunter called Jim, announcing his intention of trekking if possible as far as Inyati, the extreme trading post in the Matabele country, where he would sell his wagon and proceed on foot.
Then the wagons emerged from the bush, and they stared astonished, wondering who could be trekking in that country. We called to them in Dutch not to be afraid and in another minute we were among them.
Poppsy and Pee-Wee had been peevish and disdainful of each other's society, and Iroquois Annie had gruntingly intimated that she was about fed up on trekking the floor with wailing infants.
Two days later, trekking northward along the course of the last-mentioned river, we arrived at its junction with the Limpopo, on the farther side of which lay my goal, Mashonaland; and here we again outspanned, while Piet and I went on a prospecting tour in search of a drift by means of which the wagon might be safely taken across.
The joys of trekking over the sandy desert we knew, the desert in the rainy season we knew, but they were as nothing compared with the rocky desert of Sinai. Not only was there the deep sand to contend with but one had to climb hills and descend valleys covered with huge boulders. It was a creditable feat merely to get over the ground at all; manoeuvring was out of the question.
Ultimately to my joy I caught sight of this hill faintly outlined against the sky and headed for it. Half a mile further on I struck a wagon-track made by Boers trekking into Swazi-Land to trade or shoot. Then I knew that the drift was straight ahead of us, and called to Anscombe to flog up the weary horses. We reached the river just before the dawn.
But raw hide's cheap and lastin'. I guess I'll make my next gun a thousand pounds heavier, though. "Well, Sir, we struck the General on his beat Vrelegen it was and our crowd opened with the usual compliments at two thousand yards. Van Zyl shook himself into his greasy old saddle and says, 'Now we shall be quite happy, Mr. Zigler. No more trekking.
It is too cold up here for this glorious tree, which properly belongs to a far more tropical temperature than even D'Urban can mount up to. I am looking forward to next month and the following ones to make some little excursions into the country, or to go "trekking," as the local expression is.
"Isn't it too dark to be trekking?" he called from his window. "The roads is good down here," said Jan. "I can see enough"; and he hurried his leader, and got us under way without more ado. We had the front curtain of the tent rolled up, and sat about on the boxes in silence for some time, listening to the plash of the sea upon the beach, every minute somebody giving a yawn.
"Because I'm going to take a trip north. I'm going up to Rhodesia about some mining claims." "And couldn't we go there with you?" "Not very well. I'm not going to the towns, except for a day or two. I shall have to do a lot of trekking in the wild, outlying parts. You couldn't manage that." "Of course not," murmured Aunt Emily. "How dreadful that you should have to go, Henry!
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