An early morning at Duba Plains in the Okavango Delta found us tracking a buffalo herd that we had seen the evening before.
Moving off the island, we watched them swim across a deep channel to the relative safety of the other side.
Wanting to see the lions that we thought would be close on their trail, we back tracked past the herd and spotted them a few hundred metres behind. // read more >
Yesterday morning was one of those lovely mornings that leave you breathless from the beginning. We camped on the southern side of the Khwai River in a remote area of the Moremi Game Reserve.
It was our last evening of an unforgettable safari and we all went to bed not wanting to think about it all ending so soon.
A hyaena had been calling around camp all night, whooping loudly to other hyaneas nearby. I went to sleep listening to the evening sounds of a grass owl calling, hippos grunting and an elephant trumpeting down by the river. A rustle in the grass woke me as the hyaena passed my tent early in the morning, headed into the kitchen. // read more >
Cameras for Conservation is a charity based in Maun that was started in 2011 by two very good friends of mine, Steven Stockhall and Guy Symons.
They host Botswana’s Wildlife Photographer of the Year competition annually in an aim to promote conservation through photography, art and film as well as to showcase the work of the talented people in Botswana.
They also use the imagery to conduct talks in schools and to take local children into the country’s National Parks and Game Reserves to teach them the value of bio-diversity and conservation. // read more >
I’ve just returned to Maun after another brilliant safari spent with the four “Aunties” who kept me incredibly entertained for the duration of the two weeks we spent together.
The safari started with us meeting at the small international airport in Maun, and by small I mean something that you could put onto the back of a truck and drive away with. The four ladies emerged from their flight rather groggy and dazed, but we quickly freshened up and the excitement of finally having arrived started to overcome the fatigue.
A short plane trip over the Okavango delta had us spotting elephants, crocodiles and taking in the scenery, until we landed on the short dirt airstrip of Duba Plains. // read more >
Lessons in love from the African Jacana (Actophilornis africanus)
“You either get the point of Africa or you don’t. What draws me back year after year is that it’s like seeing the world with the lid off.”
Now that the safari season has finished, it is nice to take some time to look back at some of the things that we shared with guests and saw during the year. As well as the main large game we are always in the presence of smaller companions that have entertained us on our travels.
The old maxim for most wildlife behavior is;
‘Males follow females, females follow resources”. // read more >
The hunter who wanders through these lands sees sights which ever afterward remain fixed in his mind…. Apart from this, yet mingled with it, is the strong attraction of the silent places, of the large tropic moons, and the splendor of the new stars; where the wanderer sees the awful glory of sunrise and sunset in the wide waste spaces of the earth, unworn of man, and changed only by the slow change of the ages through time everlasting.
Col Theodore Roosevelt Khartoum, March 15, 1910
Northern Botswana, Okavango Delta
I had a great evening last night with Brian and Ethel, a lovely young couple from the Bay Area who were on safari for their honeymoon – their first trip to Africa.
I met them in Maun and we drove into the Delta rather than fly to the local airstrip. This was a great way to set the scene for the safari as we slowly peeled off the layers traveling from the village of Maun through several smaller villages until we arrived at the Buffalo fence about 50km away. // read more >