Madikwena Crocodile and Game Farm lies in the heart of the Groot Marico Bushveld where you are welcomed by irrigated pastures and bushveld. This splendid bushveld is home to crocodile breeding, Cattle Farming, and other wildlife ranching. An inspiring combination of modern-day equipment on a vintage site intertwined with Bloubuffel grass, Apiesdoring, and Camel thorn trees. The accommodation comprises 2 spacious chalets and a house. Each uchalet has 2 bedrooms, each fitted with 2 three-quarter beds and 1 bathroom. The bedrooms are equipped with linen, bedding and towels for guests' convenience. They have an open-plan lounge and dining rooms and a fully equipped kitchen with a stove and oven, a fridge, microwave, coffee- and tea-making facilities, crockery and cutlery. It also features a covered patio with braai facilities, wood provided, overlooking the quiet bushveld with game roaming freely. Guests are afforded secure parking on the premises. Pets are welcome at no extra charge. The house has 3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms

The Reader Family's existence in the Marico has been traced as far back as the 1880s, to the days of Livingstone himself. Marico was then known as the Old Transvaal and its neighbors to the north known as Bechuanaland, Rhodesia (Northern), and Nyasaland. Great-grandmother Reader was the first white woman to sign the register at Victoria Falls. Great great grandfather Reader was a well-known big game hunter and tradesman and his playground was Lake Ngami. His adventures are noted in a number of publications by James Chapman "Travels in the interior of South Africa".

The nearby town Groot Marico, situated in the North West Province, is named after the Groot Marico River, one of the few perennial rivers in this area. The town was formed by the Voortrekkers in the 1850s and was only proclaimed in 1948. The word "Marico" is well known because of Herman Charles Bosman's writings of this area. The land of mampoer, South Africa's moonshine. Made from fruit, (mostly peaches or marulas) and named after the Pedi chief Mampuru. There is no other place that is so heavy with atmosphere, so strangely and darkly impregnated with that stuff of life that bears the authentic stamp of South Africa.