da aviator aposta： It’s a tough life in the arid region of Matabeleland where Heath Streak runs his ranch, but it can also be idyllic and happy
da heads bet： Liam Brickhill06-Aug-2013″Heath’s not here,” explains Nadine Streak when we arrive at the Streak residence in the Turk Mine area 60km north of Bulawayo. “They caught a poacher this morning, so he’s had to go down to sort that out.” Poaching, we are told, has been a problem for a while on the ranch.From up here, though, the surrounding wilderness looks pristine and peaceful. Set atop a small hill strewn with stone , the Streak residence offers a clear view over several miles of scrubby savannah. Nadine, Heath’s wife, offers hot tea to take the chill off the morning and fresh homemade biscuits as we wait in an open-air thatched beneath the Streak house, that host tourists and other guests.The most recent visitors were the Indian cricket team, who spent a day at the ranch in between their matches in Bulawayo. “I told [Jayadev] Unadkat: ‘Before you’ve finished your career, this boy right here is going to bowl you out,'” says Streak with a grin, pointing at his son Harry. The boy is a certainly a chip off the old block, steaming in off his long run as he plays backyard cricket with Nel, Price’s sons and a friend from school. Suresh Raina made a gift of an India shirt and a pair of sunglasses on his visit, and Harry has barely removed either for the last three days, sleeping in the shirt. Cricket, it appears, is in the blood.It’s an idyllic, happy scene – a vision of what has been and what is to come – but one that we must leave if we are to complete the 450km journey back to Harare before nightfall. As we drive back out along the bumpy dirt road towards the main highway, we catch a glimpse of a duiker watching us intensely from beneath the shade of a thorny acacia. A small, deer-like animal, it is a bundle of nervous energy, all twitching wet nose, wide worried eyes and oscillating ears. In arid Matabeleland, life, both human and animal, finds a way to survive.