The following morning, we were out early before sunrise to explore. Before we reached the riverbed, we came across a large herd of Springbok. The males were rutting for dominance and the right to mate, reminding me very much of the Red Deer rutting season back home in the UK. As the sun rose it cast a perfect backlight to their dramatic fights of supremacy. Where we had gone left on reaching the riverbed the previous afternoon, we went the opposite direction that morning.