Travel Blogs from Hwange National Park
... huge expanse of bushland, dead and brown at the moment as it's the dry season. That's all the good when it comes to animal viewing as they're obliged to cluster around the few artificial pools that are powered by some offensively noisy petrol pumps. You're not allowed to walk here unlike Mana, so I hang around the camp exit with my thumb out for a good view hours hoping that some good Samaritan will stop and take me on a game drive so my entry fee isn't ...
... He gives us $10 for the purchases. We use the $10 and then each of us buys extra to leave at the school.
The store is right next to the village school’s soccer field. The kids are out playing. It’s exhausting just watching them run. As we drive through this and several other villages, all the people return our greetings with waves and smiles. These people do not have much but they are always smiling.
We reach the ...
... three rows of seats mounted on the chassis. One upward thrust of the elephant’s neck separated all the seats from the Land Cruiser. No one was seriously hurt but there were a lot of scared people.
We continue driving back in the direction of the airstrip. We see a lone male wildebeest. Victor says he is the territorial male. This is his area. He will remain here until he is able to coax some females into joining him. In the distance ...
... br> The pilot is right. The flight is quite rough. Poor Beth is stuck in the back seat where the fumes are worst. She handles it like a trooper but it is not pleasant. We get a real thrill on landing. A last minute gust causes us to land awkwardly on the right wheel. The pilot must fight to keep the right wing tip from digging into the ground. Fortunately, she succeeds.
Our Linkwasha guide is Victor. He is the fourth or fifth person named Victor of this trip. He loads ...
... Once our visas were DHL posted to Australia from Vic Falls, we knew we had time to kill in Zimbabwe, before heading to Harare where we would spend a couple of days until our visas arrived. A couple of days, soon turned into a long time, and why, not so much a visa problem this time, but a postage problem.
When we arrived in Harare, we soon learnt that DHL had really stuffed up, and had sent the Australian passports to the UK instead of Australia. How stupid! So ...
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- Swimming pool
- Free parking