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Cruising the Zambezi River
... and a large number of elephants lining our route, but lots of the time we didn't stop. We did make it to Kisane about 11:30 and, as soon as we did, our phones came to life and delivered all of our messages. They had tuned in to Zimbabwe cells and given up on the Botswana network, so we knew that we were really close to the border. Set up camp, pitched our tents, and thought we had free time till 3. But no! At lunch we ...
Dancing With Elephants In The Dark
... re-assembled, and we set off, Shumba gravely announced that the campsite we were going to was 300km down the road, a five hour trip, and we wouldn't be there until 10:30, and by the way we wouldn't have time to stop for anything to eat. It's kind of the underlying story of the tour - tell us what is going to happen after it's too late to be organised. For example, an hour further down the road we got to an internal checkpoint and Shumba asked us to get off the bus with our ...
Maun
... to Tierra del Fuego a few years back and are now taking two years to tour Africa... Everyone is travelling with a slightly different type of vehicle and it is funny to exchange stories at times.
"Well, at least, you have animals there" was the answer of a South African woman last night, while we were putting our feet in the cool water of the smaller pool... funny how she said that when she learnt that we were Canadians! Should I say that we have ...
Botswana: Okavango Delta to Chobe National Park
... is by Mokoro, a long skinny dug out canoe, traditionally made out of Mokoro tree’s trunk. Each Mokoro has a poler (think Venice) to pole you to an isolated island. Though our mokoro was a modern one made out of fiber glass, we enjoyed the 1.5 hour. It was such a peaceful environment and our poler was quite nice. His English was just ok, sometimes hard to understand, especially when he was talking about some of the local traditions and values. Sometimes ...
Delta Team, We Have a Problem
... have been a good move! The objective of the day was Maun, which should have been pretty straight forward. We just needed to get a bit of fuel for Kay's sedan. There were 3 service stations on the way and yep...you guessed it...no fuel at any of them. Mozza was prepping for his first tow job, but Kay just managed to limp into Maun on vapour.
Maun is the gateway to the Okavango Delta, and was a pretty good place to settle for a few days. The Okavango Delta is the largest of it's kind ...


