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Adventures to Finish Botswana


8 to 16 January, 2020 - Tsodilo Hills, Okavango Delta, Moremi Game Reserve, Khama Rinosceros Sanctuary, Gaberone - (Botswana)


A slight diversion from the travel specifics, to start this blog entry. We have camped at some beautiful grounds in the wild, and had some interesting and varied visitors. Mainly for memory sake, we decided it worth listing those that came by. Day time visits were dominated by antelope, primarily impalas and red lechwe; primates represented by baboons and vervet monkeys; special mention to the giraffes at Chobe and the zebras in Moremi; our swimming Hippo neighbour (Charlie) at Ihaha; and countless birds, with hornbills, kingfishers, and bee-eaters standing out. Night time visits included hippos and hyenas. And we had reports from rangers that we had lions on one evening somewhere in the ground, and a leopard on another. I am going to try to forget the ever present moths that tried to suicide in our wine and dinner. The vast variety of large millipedes and beetles was bewildering, too, but loved the dung beetle who pushed her ball from one end to the other in an amazing world record time.

Returning, now, to regular programming...

Re-entering Botswana, we bumped and threw ourselves over many kilometres of dirt tracks, the object being to visit the Tsodilo Hills. A World Heritage site in north western Botswana, the ancient rock art from different eras of history adorn many faces of a pair of hills. These hills are the only variation in an otherwise vastly flat landscape, and were sacred and important to San and other nomadic peoples.

At the small visitor centre, we found a wonderful man from a local San tribe. His first name was Boo, but he introduced himself by his middle name. That was a name we have little chance of pronouncing, let alone remembering. It had a "click" in the middle, and he told us it meant "beloved" in his language. Let's just go with Boo, because we can deal with that.

It is very remote, and rarely visited at this time of year, their low season, and we were the first sign-ins for two days. During the high season, according to Boo, there are many guides, and they make multiple rounds per day. During the low season, only two or three guides hang about, and there are many days when they get nobody.

Boo took us on a walk for a few hours, and showed us some of the variations in the art styles. He described the eras for each set, what they used to make the pigments, and how they would have lived and used the pictures. He showed us important plants, those that have significance, and those that were used to locate grubs that could be turned in to poison for arrows. Being people who normally shun being shown around, but determining this was a good place to make an exception, we were so happy. Boo was the perfect guide.

Rhinos on the Rhino Trail
Rhinos on the Rhino Trail
We visited the Tsodilo Hills to take in the ancient rock art. Following the "rhino trail", we visited some 12 painting sites.


Camping on site at Tsodilo Hills was an option, and being the only arrivals for the day, we made ourselves comfortable in the basic campground. Not long before dusk, another vehicle arrived. A beaming smile and a wave from the weary couple who had driven those tiring bumpy roads. "Hello, can we join you?" she called to us. I scanned the many vacant spots; "Sorry, I think we're full. You will have to go back." Our new neighbours set up in their own half of the campground, and Chris and Deola came and introduced themselves. Within minutes we were chatting and laughing like old friends over a glass of wine. Such an easy and natural pair to get on with, and by nightfall, we had combined our dinners - predominantly theirs, I must confess, as we had some fish to pan fry, and they had what looked like a kilogram of rump steak on their braai.

Chris and Deola
Chris and Deola
We thought we were the only campers at Tsodilo Hills for the night, when just before dark, some neighbours arrived. We had a fantastic evening of food, wine, and riveting conversation. Check out the amazing set up on their van! Our van seemed very puny and inconsequential in comparison!


Although asphalted, the road from Tsodilo Hills to Maun presented its own challenges. Hundreds of kilometres, with some good stretches that allowed you to drop your guard and gain some speed, only to be suddenly confronted by potholes the size of an open pit mine, without enough time to brake safely.

Our target was an afternoon helicopter flight, our splurge. Over the Okavango Delta for 45 minutes, with late light.

Giraffe, from Above
Giraffe, from Above
You can see his tongue, and the oxpeckers on his back. He seems to be looking up at us, trying to work out what is going on.


A Decent Bloat of Hippos
A Decent Bloat of Hippos
In a pool on the Okavango Delta.


A Few Hippos Share
A Few Hippos Share
We counted 50+ hippos in total, in 4 or 5 bloats, in this one pool alone.


Big Yawn, Captured from Above
Big Yawn, Captured from Above
On our helicopter flight at the Okavango Delta.


View over the Okavango Delta
View over the Okavango Delta

Looking Down to a Crane in Flight
Looking Down to a Crane in Flight
A crane flies over the picturesque vegetation.


Giraffes at a Tree
Giraffes at a Tree
They all seemed to be enjoying what looks like a not very tasty tree.


Adventure followed, as we pushed our little petrol Nissan Patrol to its limits. We went to the Moremi Game Reserve, part of the Okavango Delta, for four days. It's been raining. It's been raining quite a bit. We were fully prepared for sandy tracks, and we were prepared for rough tracks. We were prepared for soggy stretches, and deep muddy trenches. We were prepared to have to go without any path or road. We were not ready for dozens of large holes that were almost thigh deep water and slosh. Relentless, one after the other, for kilometres. Our poor little car got pushed, low range and not so high clearance. But it got us through. Many. Day 1 almost got stuck. Day 2, stuck for a minute or 2, with the exhaust gurgling in the mud, we managed to get out. Day 3, I think we might have gone too deep, but momentum got us to the muddy climb out - which we only barely clambered out. And Day 4, got stuck for a few minutes, but wiggled through. Maybe it was that one which was our undoing. 9 or 10 kilometres before the exit, Patrol died. It would start, and idle, but would not get any revs up, all necessary for just driving, let alone mud plunging. I knew what the problem was - I could see the distributor was soaked. I had no tools to deal with it, so we decided to try and get it dry by idling. After an hour, it was no better, but finally a vehicle showed up. A couple from Germany, and he knew what he was doing, but he also did not want to risk taking off the distributor cap, as without the correct driver, we might risk damaging it and be in a worse place. He threw us the rescue we needed, though, and he towed us to the South Gate, where we hoped to find a good set of tools. Alas, no. Perhaps we were going to have to call Maun and request an extraction, potentially not a cheap solution, and also eating the rest of our day up, when a group of soldiers appeared. I hoped they might have tools, and maybe a mechanic, but they had neither. However, they were determined not to leave us stranded. Soon, we had six uniformed men peering in to the engine bay, and eventually one got the cap off. All six were active, now. Using paper towel dry connectors, leads taken off and examined. Rotor dried. One had the air filter open, and was drying out the inside of that. They were even checking the oil. Minutes later, our engine was re-assembled, and it started first time. If it had been appropriate, I would have hugged those soldiers. It was not, so I thanked them profusely instead.

A Black and White Kingfisher
A Black and White Kingfisher

Grazing Elephant in Moremi
Grazing Elephant in Moremi
Before we even entered the reserve, we were treated to some beautiful moments.

Bathing Elephant in Moremi
Bathing Elephant in Moremi

Another Great Giraffe Expression
Another Great Giraffe Expression

Red Lechwe Posing in the Beautiful Light
Red Lechwe Posing in the Beautiful Light

First Steps
First Steps
A tender moment, as a mother Impala helps her newborn discover walking.


Hippos are Capable of Great Expressions, Too
Hippos are Capable of Great Expressions, Too
Hippopotamus at Moremi Game Reserve checks us out.


Bedraggled
Bedraggled
An afternoon storm came, and Jo and I managed to find some shelter from the tropical downpour. Even running 2 metres from the car to the shelter made us soaked. Obviously, it is the same for all the animals who get caught out there! This little mouse came in to join us.


Visitors for Breakfast
Visitors for Breakfast
Zebras came to our campsite at Third Bridge while we were having our morning coffee.


Cheeky Look from a Zebra
Cheeky Look from a Zebra

Poking his Tongue Out at Us
Poking his Tongue Out at Us
Giraffe expressions continue to make us laugh, time and time again.


Practice
Practice
Adolescent lechwe butt heads in practice for adulthood, when it will mean so much more. For ten minutes or so, we watched three take it in turns to engage with each other, locking horns and pushing and butting, then prancing and leaping to re-engage once again.


Scanning for Prey
Scanning for Prey
An unidentified hawk or falcon, perched and scanning.


Hornbill
Hornbill
There were many hornbills, gliding and swooping, or bouncing along at ground level through long grass. They seemed to like hanging around the tracks we drove, or maybe there are just so many.


Rescue Mission
Rescue Mission
This little turtle (I think, might be a tortoise, we were quite a way from water) was walking in the rut of the 4wd track. I couldn't leave him there, and felt obliged to move him a metre or two away from the highly dangerous path he had chosen to traverse.


One more safari drive awaited us, at the Khama Rhino Sanctuary. Again, we camped inside. We did and evening and morning animal search, and besides some more animals we have not seen on this trip (like oryx, and some better sightings of animals like wildebeest), we did encounter some white rhinos. Six rhinos, three couples.

Wildebeest
Wildebeest
They are normally quite shy and flighty, but this one tolerated us getting quite close.


Pair of White Rhinos
Pair of White Rhinos

Our final night in Bots, a stop in Gaborone, to visit Chris and Deola from the Tsodilo Hills. It turns out, Wednesday is chicken night, a regular gathering amongst a regular circle that rotates through various homes. The Briers were the host, and we were the special guests for the evening. Cheers!

Cheers to Chicken Night in Gaborone
Cheers to Chicken Night in Gaborone








Animals of Chobe and Caprivi


1 to 8 January, 2020 - Kasane, Chobe National Park, Bwabwata National Park, Divundu - (Botswana, Namibia)



We have spent the first week of 2020 skipping along the northern border of Botswana, crossing in to Namibia's Caprivi Strip. We camped in Chobe National Park, Botswana, and day tripped multiple times in to different zones of Bwabwata National Park, Namibia. We celebrated our 30th wedding anniversary in outstanding luxury with a river view, enjoying 5 course set menu dinners and buffet breakfasts. We cooked pasta on a camp stove gas bottle, T-Bone steak on a braai, and balanced bowls of cereal on our camp chairs, while impalas and giraffes wandered by metres from our set up.

And below is a collection of some of the wildlife we encountered.


An Intimate Moment - Mother and Child
An Intimate Moment - Mother and Child
Impalas in Chobe National Park.


Do I Have Another?
Do I Have Another?
"I have a leaf. Now, maybe in this pile, I have another the same." Young baboon in Chobe.


Our First Campsite
Our First Campsite
Ihaha campsite, Chobe National Park. Our rooftop tent, open and set up.


Breakfast Entertainment
Breakfast Entertainment
During the morning, the area between our campsite and the river was abuzz with activity. Young impalas played and frolicked, and older ones butted heads. It was great morning entertainment to inspire us for a day of park driving.


We can Share
We can Share
A fish-eagle and a bee-eater, each scanning for their preferred prey. The eagle watches the nearby water, and the bee-eater darts off and picks moths and beetles out of the air.


Eyes Bigger than their Stomach?
Eyes Bigger than his Stomach?
We watched this African Darter for a while, and he was determined to get the whole fish down his throat in one go. It took many manipulations and adjustments, but eventually, after a bit of trimming, he swallowed it.


Zebra
Zebra

Giraffe
Giraffe

Black-backed Jackal
Black-backed Jackal
We saw a few jackals, on this morning. There were two here, walking together, parallel to the road. They had a method to their patrol, with a general direcion, but a small amount of zig zagging. They ignored the antelopes and baboons. We certainly got the impression they were looking for prey, though, not just going somewhere. The light was beautiful, and the yellow flowers added to the scene. It was like we weren't there. Not even ignored as a non-threat; I felt we didn't register to them, and their attention was only on the important things in their world. We were observers only.


Last Photo before I Floored it
Last Photo before I Floored it
We watched this solo bull on the flat. I edged along the road to the closest point we could get, without going off the track. He turned to us and took us in. We thought he was just keeping us in sight while he went about his business. We suddenly realised he was posturing and sizing us up. Seconds after this picture, he trumpeted, and put his head down, and began thundering towards us. I just drove, and Jo assessed in the mirrors, and gave me reassurance that we seemed to be increasing the amount of space between elephant and vehicle. It wasn't a long chase, but once he felt affirmed in his dominance, he stopped and gloated. From a safe distance, we in turn stopped to catch our breaths and let our heart rates return to normal. The bull turned towards the trees and wandered off, full of confidence that we knew our place in the order of things.


Playing in a Puddle
Playing in a Puddle
If you are viewing this in the blog, you should visit our Ipernity page, where we have put a short video up as well. This little guy seemed to be really loving the water. For a couple of minutes, he splashed and frollicked. He spouted and snorted and danced in the puddle.


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Playing in a Puddle - Video
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Playing in a Puddle - Video

Red Lechwe in Bwabwata Naional Park, Namibia
Red Lechwe in Bwabwata Naional Park, Namibia

A Hangout of Hippos? No, a Bloat!
A Hangout of Hippos? No, a Bloat!
20+ hippopotami, just chillin'. Somethimes disappearing for a short spell, reappearing in the same spot with a little puff and a snort. They seemed to have no intent on expelling any energy.


Does this Photo Make You Yawn?
Does this Photo Make You Yawn?

Greater Kudu
Greater Kudu
Kudu grazing in Bwabwata, Namibia.


Ostrich
Ostrich

Mighty Victoria Falls


27 to 31 December, 2019 - Victoria Falls, Livingstone - (Zimbabwe, Zambia)



A combined post seems appropriate, for our little Zim/Zam side-trip. Really, just a taste of these two countries, and it was for the one sight. Victoria Falls. The actual falls, that is. Not to be confused with the town in Zimbabwe about a kilometre away, called Victoria Falls.

So, in planning, the decision to visit the Falls from both sides was a no-brainer. You come this far, spend this much time and effort, you may as well try to experience it from different view points.

We spent 2 nights in Victoria Falls town, Zimbabwe, and 2 nights in nearby Livingstone, Zambia. Zambia, at least in the comparison of these two towns, was far cheaper. Even allowing for extra expense and time getting to and from the falls, it would have probably suited us better to stay the whole time in Zambia, and visit Zimbabwe just as a day crossing. Certainly for accommodation and food, the value was factors above its cross border neighbour. That said, the infrastructure and layout on the Zimbabwe side was more tourist and visitor focused, and perhaps easier if you are short of time and not watching the dollars so much.

If you were here, and only had one day, then the Zimbabwe side is probably the winner. With the majority of the flowing cascades in Zambia, the prime views are in Zimbabwe. We spent around 5 hours walking the paths, sitting and appreciating, having a picnic, and soaking it all in (both literally and figuratively).

From the Zambian side, the views were no less dramatic, but different. Views of the "Knife's Edge" with the throat of the gorge behind it, are evocative and powerful. Visitors with a little more nerve, can make the trip to Livingstone Island, which breaks the falls in to multiple curtains. This trip can be made in a boat, but walking through the Zambezi streams was how we got out there. From the island, you can swim a final channel (a slightly challenging, and a relatively nerve-racking task in itself) to the Devil's Pool. A natural lip where the water flow is calm and slow, right next to the chaos of the falls themselves, where you feel like you are swimming on the edge of the world.

Falls - First View
Falls - First View
Despite it being the driest time of year, the spray still filled the gorge. At times, we were soaked in a virtual rain.


Part of the Main Cataract
Part of the Main Cataract

Trying to Selfie
Trying to Selfie
I don't know if the sun or the spray was the bigger problem, but our new selfie stick came out at the falls.


Victoria Falls Rainbow
Victoria Falls Rainbow

On Tour
On Tour
This family had obviously planned this trip for some time. The shirts were printed on the front with an image of the falls, and a reference to "2019 holiday".


Zebra Lasagne and Crocodile Strips
Zebra Lasagne and Crocodile Strips

The Ultimate Infinity Pool
The Ultimate Infinity Pool
Sitting in the upper Zambezi, with the river flowing by, pouring in to gorge behind us. Victoria Falls from a very unique perspective.

Waving from the Devil's Pool
Waving from the Devil's Pool
On the Zambian side, you can walk out to Livingstone Island. This takes 45 minutes, or more, primarily wading in water that is ankle to knee deep. Approaching this spot, you do need to swim around 30 metres through a strong current, but there are emergency ropes. Ultimately, you end up in the pool, right on the lip of the falls, with the most incredible thunder. You sit in the calm little eddies, while just metres away, the water races past and pours in to the gorge below.


Atop Victoria Falls, Zambia
Atop Victoria Falls, Zambia

Knife's Edge, and the Zambezi
Knife's Edge, and the Zambezi

Victoria Falls, from Zambia
Victoria Falls, from Zambia

Eating Mopane Worms
Eating Mopane Worms
Well, they're actually caterpillars. We have seen them mentioned a couple of times, and we found a place that had them on a platter of very appetising alternatives, meaning we got to try them without committing to a whole meal. I felt they tasted a bit like fish - something like mild anchovies, or maybe like fried whitebait. They weren't the best thing we ever ate, but they were passable. Might not order them again, but glad we gave them a go.


Livingstone Letter
Livingstone Letter
There is a small and very interesting museum in Livingstone. It includes one room dedicated to the famous Dr himself, containing a variety of personal items, as well as a thorough run down on the man, the myth, and the facts. The most interesting items, we felt, were the collection of original letters, on glass slides. Unfortunately, he had a very stereotypical "doctor's handwriting"! We did struggle to read the contents, but nonetheless, felt good at making out snippets.