With Joe’s famous game meat now just a memory we left Windhoek early doors and headed towards Botswana’s gates. Our first port of call was the town of Ghanzi where the peeps walked through the bush with some of the remaining Bushmen in the area learning about their traditional medicines, the way they hunt and even how they make fire.
The evening was spent huddled around the camp fire as the temperature dropped at this unusually cold and eerie campsite…..maybe it’s because of old bushmen spirits….or maybe because Ghanzi is so flat that we fell victim to the cold eastern winds.
The following day was an easy 300km’s to Maun….the gate way to the Okavango Delta where we spent one night at Sitatunga camp before venturing into the watery wilderness of the Delta. …
We hopped off the truck and into a mokoro as we made our way to our bush camp.
1 hour of idyllic mokoro ride through the water ways of the delta as the reeds rise over your head (and sometimes smack you in the head..) sees us to our camp for the evening, and bush camp it is….which mean there is nothing!!! No shower…the toilet is dug on our arrival, no electricity …and no tap (yes I was asked). The afternoon was spent relaxing and taking in the atmosphere of this amazing place before heading off on an afternoon game walk. Giraffe and hippo were spotted along with a lot of elephant pooh (sadly no sign of the real King of the jungle though). This time of year sees the delta in flood, which means with so much water available game viewing can be hard but everyone was pleased none the less!!! The night saw us competing with the frogs and crickets chorus and singing into the fire (singing could be overstatement but we’ll stick with it) and sharing ghost stories, which meant when the inevitable need for the toilet (hole in the ground) hit a few of us in the night, we decided to wait for the sun to come up instead! The early morning saw everyone off on one last game walk before heading back into the Mokoro and back to Sitatunga camp for one last night.
The next morning saw the loving tour leader (me) up while the moon was still awake preparing breakfast for what was a looonnng day. A whopping 620km’s was travelled from Maun to Kasane but all was good as the next day saw everyone LOVING a morning game drive through Chobe national park and then later on an afternoon boat cruise on the Chobe river.
Next stop Zambia – Livingstone to be more precise and brings me pretty much up to date. For the next 4 days we’ll be relaxing, riding elephants, white water rafting through the mighty Zambezi possibly even throwing our selves of bridges…I think I’ll stick to relaxing watching over the Zambezi. .. . . ;)
Until next time folks xx
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