The moon is rising over the Outeniqua Mountains - its pale loom soon followed by a golden sliver that backlights the clouds massed around the peaks. Slowly the moon climbs and hangs suspended, throwing the mountains into sharply carved silhouettes against the inky blue sky. Moonlight kisses the long stretch of ocean. A waterbuck steps delicately from the shadows and grazes quietly at the edge of the forest. A wood owl hoots from a tree below and is answered by its mate. There is a rustle in the undergrowth, a faint whisper from the wind.