Safari life is a simple but good life. We get up early every morning, go exploring, eat lunch, rest, do some more exploring in the afternoon, eat dinner and go to bed early. We explore either on foot or by car, doing it one way in the morning and the other way in the afternoon.
We set up our tents under shady trees, facing the river.
Two canvas cubicles each contain a toilet while the third has an upside down bucket hung from a tree for showering.
We eat breakfast and dinner under a shady tree in camp, while lunch is usually enjoyed somewhere out in the bush. Apart from my two friends from Denmark and me, our group includes a spry senior lady from the US and a fellow from England who I know from a previous trip to Zambia (18 years ago!). Our guides and I go way back (22 years, to be exact), and I have been on safari with them several times before.
We spot large numbers and varieties of animals every single day – often without even having to leave camp. Since our camp is by the river, we receive visits from elephants, impala, buffalo, baboons, hippos, waterbuck, and warthogs.
The animals typically mosey by in the afternoon. They go down to the river to get a refreshing drink of water, then come back up through our camp area before disappearing back into the bush.
Boswell is one of the elephants that comes by, and he performs his characteristic stand-up-on-hind-legs trick.
A teenage elephant goes to grab some of the branches with fresh leaves that Boswell has pulled down, but Boswell trumpets and chases it away. However, Boswell altruistically lets the herd’s youngest elephant – a small calf – in on an exclusive munch of the goodies.
