Wednesday, 11 April 2018

Botswana, Zimbabwe & Zambia

10-28th August 2017

Introduction
It was time to revisit Africa. After trips to Asia and Central America, the call of the ‘Dark Continent’ had become too insistent. Three years ago we had driven ourselves through Namibia and we glimpsed new opportunities of discovery just over the horizon. I had recently re-read the Van der Post book ‘The Lost World of the Kalahari’ and then I was dumbstruck by Simon Barnes’ latest offering ‘Sacred Combe’. Could we combine a trip to the Kalahari, the Okavango Delta and to the Luangwa Valley?


Botswana

We flew with Emirates (we always seem to fly with Emirates) via Dubai to Johannesburg and, after a 5-hour wait, took the Air Botswana flight up to Maun in Botswana. Here we were met and driven to Meno A Kwena Camp on the Boteti River. Our tent was marvellous, the view over the river was mind-blowing after our long flights and our stay was wonderful. If only it had been for an extra night, it would have been perfect. But we had a wonderful game drive in Makgadikgadi National Park and saw enough zebra to last us a lifetime. It was annoying to have to miss the walk to the Kalahari tribes-people’s temporary home but we had met them the night before as they danced for us around the camp fire.

Then we returned to Maun airport for the Mack Air flight into the Okavango Delta. The landing strip was a very long drive from the boat station, over two hours of bone shaking tracks through the Moremi Game Reserve and then a boat trip out to Xobega Island Camp. Here the facilities were very basic although we did have solar powered electricity and intermittent wi-fi. Here we had our longest stopover, our only three night stay. This was a day too long, not because the delta is not a fascinating place but because the lack of boats and guides meant that each day was an exact repeat, the early morning boat trip back to the boat station having to double as the departure trip and the morning game activity. The only variation was the afternoon boat and sundowner voyage which gave us some great birding memories. Our guide did give us a walk around the back of the camp during the heat of the siesta period to alleviate some of the repetition.

But it was great to be on our way again via the all too familiar trip to the boat station and the long drive back across the Moremi. It was fascinating watching the small planes land and take off from the landing strip, seeing how the pilot looped over the strip before attempting to land to ensure there were no elephants around and that the safari vehicles were lining up to signal the ‘all clear’.  It was a lovely flight to Kasane over the waters of the delta and the forests of the north. Kasane has a modern airport and we were soon in the splendid Elephant Valley Lodge at the edge of Chobe National Park. After nearly a week of travel and bush camps, this seemed the lap of luxury: a spacious tent/chalet and electric blankets. We had some fabulous game drives in the park, seeing reams of wildlife on the flood plan of the Chobe River and finding lions and a leopard in the surround bush. The highlight was an evening boat trip on the river, nearly scuppered by having the wrong keys to unlock the padlocked boat.


Zimbabwe, Victoria Falls

We did not have time to do the morning game drive on the last day at Elephant Valley. We had a mid-morning departure scheduled to take us to the Zimbabwe border where we were handed over to a Zimbabwean guide and instructed to join a long queue in the mid-day sun to get our visas. Other guides were barging in and jumping the queue and we had to fight to get to the immigration hatch. Our guide offer no help but we fought off queue jumpers and, 90 minutes later, were sitting on a coach to Victoria Falls. After dropping everyone off at their posh hotels by the river, we were driven to the edge of town to Bayete Guest Lodge, a delightful spot in the quiet suburbs. This was a most relaxing part of our trip, just what we needed after a hectic week in Botswana.

We got a taxi down to the Falls in the morning, arriving before the tourist groups. We wore our waterproofs for the only time as we stood in the spray watching the main falls; much reduced we were told in this the dry season. But it was still a wonderful sight and an atmospheric place to walk in. We withdrew back to town for a late lunch and then retreated back to the lodge for our rest. And I was able to catch up with the football on television. A taxi in the evening took us down to the river for a meal in a new restaurant, the Zambezi House, not classy food but fun.


Zambia

There is always going to be a hiccup on every trip and the next morning was to be ours. We had been given specific instructions to rise early, before the official breakfast hours (although the staff provided us with everything we wanted), so we could be ready for a 7am pick up. Well, by 7.30am we were panicking. We had a flight in two hours’ time on the other side of the border. Our hotel was getting no answer to any phone calls to the travel agents. Eventually they got through and an hour late, a car arrived to take us to the bridge and border point. Here we were handed over to a Zambian guide and driver who checked us through immigration in seconds and raced into Livingstone and their new airport terminal. Proflight flew us to Lusaka and then on to Mfuwe, all without incident. Here we were met by a member of the Kafunta staff and we drove the hour or so to Kafunta River Lodge for a late lunch. Then we resumed our drive along rough tracks beside the river to Three Rivers Camp. Thus began six magical nights in the South Luangwa National Park.

The two nights we had at Three Rivers was as perfect as we have ever had in Africa, listening to the animals around the chalet and waiting for elephants to make their way through camp. The drives were fabulous and we had our first experience of a walking safari out in the bush. On day three we were introduced to Martin, the senior guide, and he led us on the four-hour walk to Island Bush Camp for our next two nights. Here we had amazing experiences including a Martial Eagle with its kill and a herd of the rare Roan Antelopes. We slept on an open platform whilst hippos grazed beneath or called to each other in the river. The last two nights were back at Kafunta River Lodge, the most luxurious of the three venues. The game drives from here were over a floating pontoon across the river and we came across African wild dogs and leopards hunting by day and by night. At the end of our stay we were asked which had been our favourite of the three camps. After careful thought we chose Three Rivers as a combination of all that we were looking for in a remote and well managed camp. We felt privileged to have experienced this quiet corner of the South Luangwa National Park at such an early stage in its tourist development.


Dubai and Conclusion
 

The flights from Mfuwe and Lusaka back to Dubai were smooth and on time. We had been faced with an awkward 8-hour stopover in Dubai so we had decided to make it 8 + 24 hrs and book into a city centre hotel. We had also splashed out on the ‘meet & greet’ service which whisked us quickly through immigration and into a limousine to the Palace Downtown. This was next to the world’s tallest building and near the Dubai Mall. It was far too hot to walk outside so we spent the day relaxing and eating in the Mall and the nearby Souk. We were thus fully reinvigorated for our flight back to Blighty and were able to get straight back into our home routine and prepare for visiting the grandchildren. Our photos contain treasured memories of the trip.

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