Aren't they just too adorable?
The old diamond sorting house which is no longer in use apparently has a 300m tunnel leading from it to a large house to the left of the photo
After a chat and a cup of tea, Amanda took me to the old, disused diamond sorting house. While we peered through the dusty windows, she told me that there was a tunnel running from the sort house to the main house 300meters behind us. Apparently after the diamonds had been sorted for transport, they'd be packaged, carried through this tunnel to the house. From there, under amid great secrecy and tight security, the parcel would be transported from the mine to the airport. The carrier would be responsible for these precious stones until they reached South Africa. Even though the sorting house is elsewhere on the mine now, the safety precautions and mystery of the actual movements is still of paramount importance today.
The shady lanes running through the client's compound
Woodland Kingfisher which is common here on camp and can be heard calling chi-cherrrrrrr from early morning until late evening
I hope you're all having a wonderful day.