A Traveler's Photo Journal

We started our day with an early morning game drive, our last for the Savuti area.  We saw impala, kudu, elephants, tsessebe, steenbok, ostrich, mongoose, black backed jackals and a host of birds.  It was a pleasant and relaxing drive and a nice way to end our stay in Savuti.

After the drive, Bonnie took us out to the airport to meet our Mack Air flight to Kasane.  Typical game drive attire is hat, sunglasses, scarf and long sleeves.  Don’t wear white for game drives, but this was on our way to the airport so it was ok.

In Kasane we stayed at the River Front Lodge on the Chobe River.  From this area you can stand in Botswana and see both Namibia and Zambia.  Kasane is a small town close to the Sedudu Gate to the Chobe National Park.

The Chobe National Park is a large area with diverse wildlife and distinct ecosystems.  We just came from Savuti, known for its game and large number of lions.  In Kasane, we are still in the national park, but this area is known as the Chobe River Front and is home to a huge number of elephants who congregate along the river.

But we were no longer “camping.”  No more tents and we had electricity 24 hours a day.

Our launch site:

Our first outing was an evening river cruise along the Chobe River.  The river is the border between Botswana and Namibia.  The elephants are protected on the Botswana side, but are subject to harassment and shooting on the Namibia side.  They cross the river at times, and raid the crops of farmers.  We saw elephants swimming the river between the Sedudu Island (very small and still Botswana) and the shore of the river inside the park.

We saw many crocodiles, a water monitor, lots of water buffalo and several hippos.

Our guide Mathews told us that the bachelor buffalo are called Daka Boys, meaning Mud Boys.

Daka Boys:

But the truly amazing site was when we came to the river front area where the elephants gather.  It was something to see, over one hundred elephants all together along the river front.  My sister counted them and stopped when she reached 100.  We saw a family with a little one that Mathews estimated to be just a few days old.

Tiny Baby Elephant:

We cruised back to the dock as the sun set.

Our second full day of game drives at Camp Savuti started with a search of the immediate area for the lions that had been making noise the entire night.   They sounded as if they were right in the camp.  After our usual breakfast at 0630 we crossed the dry gulch and headed into the scrub near camp called Sand Ridge.  But we found nothing of the noisy lions.  Bonnie would stop and speak with the other guide of each vehicle we passed.  Had anyone seen the lions?  Always no.

After cruising the area, we headed out toward the Savuti Marsh to see if we could see any cheetah.  The wide open marsh area is cheetah territory.   We didn’t see cheetahs, but we did see a long list of other animals:  wildebeest, eland, tsessebe, zebra, impala, and ostrich, and I’m probably forgetting a few others.

Headed towards the big baobab tree for our coffee break, sharp-eyed guide Bonnie stopped and asked to borrow my binoculars.  Sure enough, he had spotted a pride of lions.  I don’t know what it is he saw.  When the mid morning sun starts to heat up, the lions like to lie flat in the shade and with their color being the same as the surrounding sand, it is very difficult to see them.

Bonnie drove the vehicle over to the pride and we watched as they relaxed in the shade and groomed each other and looked very much like large house cats.  We were the only one in the area, so we could watch them in silence.

Leaving the lions in peace, and passing four elephants on our way, we took our coffee break under a baobab tree.

Legend has it that they were thrown down from heaven by God and stuck in the ground like a spear, upside down with the roots pointing up.  Red and yellow billed hornbills were everywhere, and when they saw our cookies, they came hopping around looking for crumbs.

The size of the baobob is demonstrated here with our game drive companions.

After coffee break we piled back in the Land Cruiser and slowly made our way back in the direction of camp, always scanning.  Thoroughly satisfied by our morning drive, we were back in camp for our 11 am brunch.

For the afternoon drive, my sister and I had the vehicle all to ourselves.  Our first stop was a water hole where elephants and buffalo go to wallow in the mud.  At first we saw a lone elephant and several buffalo.  The elephant was spraying mud all over himself and the buffalo looked totally caked in mud.  Bonnie suggested we head towards the main section of the water hole and wait to see if the breeding herd of elephants would come down.

And yes they did.  A large herd came to the water hole, right on schedule, and we watched as they delighted in an afternoon bath.  The herd had several babies with them and one seemed overjoyed with his afternoon water play time, using his tiny trunk to splash in the water and rolling in the shallow water, then the dust.  It was quite a show and we watched until the elephants had finished and they slowly walking away.  All the elephants we watched seemed to never be in a hurry, and it is relaxing to watch their deliberate and dignified movements.

We knew the lions we searched for in the morning near camp were probably still in the area.  They must have found a shady spot to spend the hot part of the day, and would still be there.  Other camp vehicles also were searching, and finally someone spotted the three big male lions, as expected, sleeping in the shade, waiting for cooler temperatures and their night time activities to start.

A half circle of about 6 vehicles, each filled with wide eyed and wonder struck tourists, watched the lions from a respectable distance.

The light was beautiful, casting a golden hue on the big cats.  As we watched, one of the lions slowly got up, stretched, and made his way directly towards our vehicle.

I’m was clicking photos as he approached, until he got too close.  The following pictures show just how close he got.  That is the seat of the Land Cruiser in the picture.  He got so close I couldn’t focus fast enough.  He passed directly behind our Land Cruiser and casually walked off.  It was my closest encounter with a lion.

Thoroughly satisfied with our lion encounter we stopped to watch a large flock of pelicans settle into the trees for the night.  They circled the area in one large mass, then one by one made their landing approaches into the tops of trees.  It was the golden hour, that last hour of light before sunset, and a beautiful time of the evening.

Our last great encounter for the day was at the hyena den.  When we first arrived, there was one other vehicle parked and two hyena pups near the opening of the den.  The other vehicle left and we were left alone.  Bonnie asked if we’d prefer to go have sundowners or stay and watch the hyenas.  Since it was just the two of us, we opted to stay at the den.  It was peaceful, and we sat quietly and patiently.  Soon a third pup cautiously came out of the den.  As we continued our silent watch, eight of the ten pups came out of the den.  We watched as they played with each other.

Three of them got curious and made their way over to us.  They got so close as to be nearly under us, so Bonnie turned the engine over once to scare them back.  It was nice to sit quietly and watch them.

The spell was broken when another vehicle came to watch and the occupants were chatting.  The puppies quickly disappeared back into the den.

A few basic rules of game drives;  be quiet when you see animals, don’t make any sudden moves, don’t wear white, and bring binoculars.

In the growing darkness we turned back towards camp, passing a lone elephant feeding in the pink glow of sunset.  We would enjoy our sundowners back in camp, but it was worth it to experience the joy of seeing the puppies playing and getting a truly up close hyena encounter.

Despite the dry and scrubby look, there is plenty of life in Chobe.

I was here in this same area seven years ago, and it looked quite different.  I remember it to be much greener and there were small lakes and water in the river bed.  I asked our camp manager Jess about that.  She said the water dried up in 2015 and there had been no water in the river bed since then.  To keep the animals in the area, water holes had been dug with pumps powered by solar.  We saw a lot of solar power usage in all the camps.

We saw plenty of wildlife on our first full day of game drives in Sevuti.

At first light we passed a hyena den.  Two of the ten pups were out of the den and we watched them for a little bit.  We also saw impala and a few water buffalo in the morning.

Early in the drive we followed two lionesses as they climbed a rocky outcrop and took up a Lion King perch to watch the surrounding area.  These two lionesses were not from any of the local prides.

What we didn’t see, and what I remember from before, were trees filled with baboons and vervet monkeys.  I asked Bonnie about the absence of the monkeys, and he said they left when the water dried up.  All but one hippo left as well.  We felt sad for the one hippo who stayed behind.  He lives all alone in a very small pond, and peeked at us with just his eyeballs out of the water when we stopped to visit him at his pond.

We ended the morning drive with a pride of lions, doing what they do most of the hours of the day, sleeping.  One lioness had a wound on her right side, and one cub had a blind eye.  Bonnie explained how the cub had been stung by bees in a cave when quite young.  The other cub had died from the bee stings.

Cat’s Claw:

Back in camp we sat in the main area for brunch.  The days start quite cool, but quickly heat up.  The temperatures swing from the mid 40s F to nearly 90 F.  The tent was too hot for a midday nap, but the outdoor shower was pleasant.

A snack at 3 pm gets you ready for a 3:30 afternoon drive.

On this drive we were accompanied by a couple from Belgium.  It was quite a pleasant drive as we followed the dry river bed, passing a steenbok, one of my favorite birds, the lilac breasted roller, and a large make kudu.

On the plains we saw wildebeest, the national bird the kori bustard and a black backed jackal.

We got lucky with two less than common giraffe sightings.  One giraffe was drinking, but as soon as he saw us, he righted himself from his ungainly drinking position.  As we continued we saw many more giraffe and two bulls fighting.  The fighting is called “necking”, and can last either a short five minutes, or for much longer.  We watched these two males go at it for a while, then drove off as their dispute continued.

There is a water hole frequented most evenings by elephants, and it was near this hole that we had our sundowners.  We encountered a few bull elephants in the grassy plains on the way to the water hole, and then watched the family herd as they took their turn.

It was a fast paced drive back to the main gate of the park to be exiting by 6:30 PM, but we made it.  The sand is quite deep on many of the driving tracks and four wheel drive is a must.

The dinners at Sevuti Camp are announced with an acappella song sung by Jess and the waiters.  The food was very good, all vegetables were fresh and tasty.

Every night we slept in Kadizora Camp we heard hippos.  All night at Sevuti night, every night, we heard lions.  At times they sounded so close as to be in camp.

Today was the day we had to transfer from Camp Kadizora to Camp Sevuti, another small plane ride.  In the morning we did a two hour delta river cruise, a birder’s paradise.  It was a beautiful time of day, early, and it was quiet.   It was teeming with life.  It was just the two of us and our guide, and it was quite pleasant.

We saw hundreds of birds, including stork, pelicans, king fishers, egrets, African fish eagles and others I can’t remember.  The water was still and we heard nothing but the birds at first.

We cruised up the river to the hippo area.  On the way we encountered more crocodiles than you can imagine, and two elephants feeding in the shallows.  The elephants weren’t happy with our presence and turned their backs on us.

The hippo pond had at least thirty hippos, all of who popped up to watch us approach.  We kept our distance, and listened to their bellows and calls, and watched the jets of water they would create.

It was a nice way to end our stay at Kadizora.

The last crocodile we saw was the old man of the river.  He is 5 meters long.

OC drove us out to the airstrip, stopping at a Baobob tree as requested.  I have a thing for these trees and love to see and touch them.  There is one here in Botswana that is said to be over 5,000 years old.

Our next camp, Camp Sevute, was 85 nm east of Kadizora.  I sat in the front of the plane with the pilot and watched the nautical miles slowly count down.  We were only traveling at 115 knots, at an altitude of 5,500 feet MSL, approximately 2,500 feet above the ground.

The landscape changed dramatically as we headed east.  We left the green and wet delta for a very dry landscape.  It seemed as we approached Sevute that nothing could live here.  I would be wrong about that.

We were met by a driver from another camp, who gave us a ride to Camp Sevute.  Our camp was a very short distance from the gate to the Chobe National Park.  Our tent was much smaller here and no all night electricity.  They had a generator for power that shut off at 8 pm.  All lights after 8 pm were solar.  You could only charge your camera/laptop batteries at one common station in the main tent from 8 am to 3 pm, which turned out to be problematic for us.  The tent was too hot to be in during the afternoon, but we were given hot water bottles for the beds at night.  That was the extreme temperature swing.  It was quite cold in the mornings on the game drives, but by 10 am we were shedding layers.

The routine at Camp Sevute was a wake up at 0600, breakfast at 0630 and start the game drives at 0700.   We were usually back in camp around 11 am for brunch.  We had until 3 pm on our own, at which time we would have high tea, and then set out for the afternoon game drive at 3:30 pm.   That drive would start out quite warm, but we would be putting on our jackets after sundowners on the way back to camp.

Our game drives were in the national park, so there were strict rules.  There was no off road driving, so we had to stay on the “roads” (more like tracks) at all times, and we had to be out of the park by 6:30 pm.

We headed out on our first game drive in the Chobe National Park with Bonnie (sounds like Boney) and a family from England (Mark, Lucy, Louie and Max).  We saw impala, giraffe and buffalo, but we had a particular destination in mind.

On the early morning game drive, the English couple with their two children had witnessed a leopard with a kill.  She had just taken down a male impala when they came upon her.  They saw her drag the impala into the bushes. There was a very good chance she was still at her kill, so we were headed in that direction to find out.

She was still there, and my sister got her first leopard sighting.  We were able to get quite close to the leopard because her belly was full and she was sleepy.  She had eaten part of the impala and was guarding the rest of it.  There were a few other vehicles that came up after us, so we moved on after watching her about 10 minutes.

We moved on in search of more wildlife.   As we headed deeper into Chobe, our Toyota Land Cruiser quit.  Bonnie was able to start it twice, but after the third time, it was done.  Yes, another break down.

We got out and stared under the hood, discussed the possible reasons for the stall, and radioed for help.  Unfortunately, our radio produced no such help.  It was about 4:30 pm when we first got stuck.  It starts to get dark around 6 pm and we were supposed to be out of the park by 6:30.  One other game drive vehicle from a different camp came by, and Bonnie asked the driver to contact our camp for a rescue.

We attempted a push start, with more human power than our previous break down, but it did not produce the same result.  We were stuck.

With nothing else to do besides watch the African night descend upon us, we broke out the sundowners.

Help arrived about 2 1/2 hours later, and we pulled into camp an hour late at about 7:30 pm, no worse for the wear.

We were disappointed to hear that we missed a possible lion sighting, as the other vehicle from our camp watched a pride of lions with cubs during our break down time, but these things happen.

We had a very good dinner, and headed to our tent with our hot water bottles.  All but our solar lights were out by 8 pm.

An African Sunrise:

This adventure to Africa is my fifth.  In all of those trips I have not seen the African wild dog.  It has been a mild obsession of mine over the last two trips.  My goals for this trip were only two; to see wild dogs, and visit Victoria Falls.  We chose this time of year because it is the best for Victoria Falls.  There is no particular time that you can choose to see the wild dogs.

In this part of Botswana, there is one pack of eight wild dogs.  They travel a wide area and are active mostly at night.

We left before sunrise as usual.  OC was tracking lions, stopping to check for fresh lion prints in the soft earth.

On our drive east we saw some kudu, zebra, and a lone elephant who gave us a show of reaching high in a tree for something to eat.

OC pulled over to speak with another guide who was stopped for coffee with his guests.  He gave OC some directions for an area where the dogs had been seen recently.  We drove slowly, looking for tracks.

At one point OC said for us all to keep an eye out as the dogs were hard see.  At this time of day they are resting in the shade.  It was like looking for a needle in a haystack, but this time we prevailed.  I spotted the tips of the ears of one dog, as the pack of eight lay in the shade of trees and logs.

Thank the gods, I finally got to see the African wild dog, and it was as thrilling as I had hoped.  There are only 8,000 dogs left in African and only the one pack in this area.

We watched them for a while as OC radioed other guides to give our location.  When another vehicle arrived, we left to find a good spot for a coffee break.  I was over the moon happy.  This sighting had made my entire trip worth while.  Eleven years and five trips to Africa to finally see the wild dogs.  It was my sister’s third day of game drives, so lucky for her.

We had a leisurely coffee break and made our way back to camp.

After lunch and a rest, we headed back out for an evening game drive and sundowners.  Starting out from camp we came upon two large male kudu, who ran off as we drove by.  Kudu seem to be shy, and always hide or run off when the Land Cruiser approaches.

Continuing towards the sunset spot we also saw a giraffe.

Sundowners were enjoyed on the edge of a lake.  Hippos gave us a show as the sun went down and I had my customary Amarula over ice.  Local fishermen in a mokoro poled up and sold the guides some freshly caught fish.

On the drive back to camp, with just about 2 km to go, a large porcupine ran from right to left directly in front of the vehicle and in full view of the headlights.  It was totally dark.  That was another rare sight and the perfect ending to a perfect day.

Our first full day at Camp Kadizora was also my sister’s birthday.  The plan was to start the day with a hot air balloon safari.  To do this, you must rise at 0400 and leave the camp at 0430 to meet the balloon crew at a small grass airstrip east of camp between 1 ½ to 2 hours drive.

We climbed into our Toyota Land Cruiser at 0430, but it would not start.  Our guide, OC, called the camp mechanic who came with a new battery.  Still no luck.  So they pushed started our rig with another one, and off we went.  Our drive to the balloon site was in total darkness.  As OC drove, he also swept a spot light back and forth, looking for the reflection of eyes.   We spotted a rather rare sight, a sable antelope, lying in the tall grass.  It jumped up as we saw it.  Our next night drive sighting was an African wild cat, another rare sight.  We couldn’t get very close, but we did identify it.  Then we got quite lucky, spotting another African wild cat and this time got quite close.  It was a young cat, striped, and was playing like a kitten.  It was quite a good sighting.

Early Morning Coffee with the Balloon Pilot Marvin:

Reaching the balloon staging area, we were told the flight had been cancelled due to the winds.  The wind had shifted and would take us over water, so we did not go up.  Instead we got a quick cup of coffee and a private game drive beginning at sunrise.

Due to our starter issues, OC had not been shutting off the engine at animal sightings, which is the norm.  He would leave the engine idling.  At the balloon site, he shut it off to see if it would start.  It did not.  Again the Land Cruiser had to be started with a push.

Leaving on our game drive, we brought along another guide, and OC said he would have to leave the engine running.  No worries.

We found a herd of buffalo crossing a marshy area, and then we saw a large herd of very  nervous antelope.  The source of their edginess soon became apparent.  Three lionesses were stalking them.  We watched as the lions approached the herd and saw the antelope bound away through the water.  The lionesses did not seem to be terribly serious in their hunting attempts.

We followed the “ladies” (this is what OC called the lionesses) for a while.  It was a mother lioness and her two grown daughters.  They played and chased each other and did some half-hearted stalking.  It was a truly beautiful sight.

As we watched the lionesses and followed them around, we became aware of two male lions.  They were watching the females as well.  One large male lion was across a marsh, while a second one was sitting on a small rise.  We pulled up to within about eight feet of the one large male lion sitting on a small rise, and OC turned off the engine.  He immediately turned around and said “Oh, I forgot.”  Force of habit from years of watching lions had him turning off the engine any time you sit and watch, and in the excitement muscle memory took over.  We were dead in the Land Cruiser, surrounded by lions.

He made an attempt to start the engine, but it would not.  We sat in our disabled vehicle as the big male lion sat next to us.  His brother across the shallow marsh came walking over.  The lion next to our vehicle got up and started walking towards the lionesses, who were now walking away from us.  With the big male lions preoccupied, my sister, the other guide, and I got out of the vehicle and started pushing.  OC was able to compression start the Toyota and we were back in business.

We continued to follow the lions.  There was a confrontation with the first male and the three females.  The older lioness came up to the male and smelled him, but when he turned to face her she slapped him across the face and a scuffle ensued.  He ended up bleeding and the ladies moved on again.

The “ladies”move on:

It was the most action I have seen in any lion encounter.  Many times you see them and they are asleep and lying in the shade.  Sometimes they get up and move.  To see them playing and stalking and interacting with each other was a real treat.  It was especially nice for my sister, since it was birthday and she is a leo.

We headed back to camp and arrived around noon.  It had been a seven hour game drive.  OC told us that it was one he would remember.  We asked him how often that happens and he said “Three years ago I had a flat tire in the middle of lions.  I will remember this one.”

At Camp Kadizora we had an activity in the morning, lunch, and then rest time until high tea at 4 pm, followed by an evening game drive.

My sister’s choice for the evening activity was a mokoro ride.  A mokoro is what the locals have always used in the delta, a long thin canoe.  We set out in the mokoro moving with the current.  We saw some elephants in the shallows and many birds.  We turned around and poled our way up current to the hippo area.  We saw some hippos but kept our distance.  If you value your life you do not pole a mokoro into a known hippo area.   Back on the banks of the channel we had our sundowners.

Dinner was served at 730 pm in the main area.  Pre and post dinner drinks are enjoyed around a central fire pit.

I am back in Africa after a five year hiatus.  This time my sister and I are starting in Botswana, which I visited seven years ago and loved it.

We met in Atlanta and took the nonstop flight to Johannesburg.  The following day we flew from JNB to Maun, Botswana and connected up with Mack Air, one of the camp to camp small plane services.

The Airport Terminal:

Our arrival into the dirt strip at our first camp, Kadizora was at 430 pm on Tues, a full 48 hours after beginning my travels in Florida.  We were greeted by our guide and driver OC, who said he would drive us to camp, just 10 minutes away, and we could have a snack and settle in.  But we said, “No, we want to do a game drive.”  He hesitated, but a radio call to the camp approved our request and we headed directly out into Africa.  Three male lions had been seen earlier in the day, and we made our way to that spot, 1 ½ hours of driving over dirt and sand tracks.  Lions usually sleep all day, so there was a pretty good chance they were still in that spot.

On our way to the lion spot we saw elephants, giraffes, ostrich, zebra and wort hogs.  And then we saw the lions, still sleeping.  They were unconcerned with the vehicle, snoozing and sighing, and looking like large house cats.

We watched the sleeping cats for a bit then had to head to the camp, as it would take one and thirty minutes to get back.  We passed through a buffalo herd, cruised a bunch of wildebeest, and watched a dazzle of zebra cross a swampy area.   The light is perfect in the late evening in Africa, the colors beautiful.

We pulled into camp at 730, three hours after we left the airstrip.  Dinner was being served.  The tent is great and we have running water and solar lighting.  We kept the tent flaps open, (screens keep the bugs out) and listened to hippos as we went to sleep our first night.

This photo was taken from our deck, with a 20 second shutter: