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Edward.....
01st May 2012 - 0 comments
01st May 2012 - 0 comments
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.....is in the middle of Walking Guide Exams so very little time for taking photos, except to record new wildflowers! However, I did find this photo in my archives which made me smile! Reminds me of doing long jump at school!


Encounter with Lions
04th April 2012 - 0 comments
04th April 2012 - 0 comments
In: Mammals
Over the weekend, I spent some time with a small pride of lions. Initially, they just lay in the sun, but later a couple of the females got up and began to stalk a pair of warthogs which were foraging nearby. The warthogs knew that something was going on even if they couldn't see the lions, so they never strayed into striking range - I decided to try to video the event, rather than taking still photos, so I only have the following blurry image (which is a frame from the video).

Later, once everyone's pulse had returned to normal, the pride settled down and the male surveyed his sleeping females through the long grass.

We could hear cubs calling from the thickets behind the pride, but they never showed themselves. Nevertheless, this female got up at the sound of the the cubs' yelping and paced around. We left her them to rest, not wanting to disturb her if she had very small cubs nearby.



Later, once everyone's pulse had returned to normal, the pride settled down and the male surveyed his sleeping females through the long grass.

We could hear cubs calling from the thickets behind the pride, but they never showed themselves. Nevertheless, this female got up at the sound of the the cubs' yelping and paced around. We left her them to rest, not wanting to disturb her if she had very small cubs nearby.


Bed Time with Baboons
22nd March 2012 - 0 comments
22nd March 2012 - 0 comments
In: Mammals
After what seemed like weeks of camp building, I finally got out in the park again last night. During the rains, there is often a storm in the late afternoon, but on afternoons when there is not, the dramatic clouds and clear light make for great photos.
As it was, I didn't take many photos until it was almost dark when I came across a troop of baboons preparing to roost in some Ebony trees along a lagoon. It seems that they regularly choose Ebonies as roosting sites because they are very tall and not heavily leafed which allows them a good viewpoint to spot predators (mainly leopard) as they approach.
It was very calm and quiet as the troop made their way to the grove of trees, stopping regularly to groom a friend or just stare into space, contemplating life.


As it was, I didn't take many photos until it was almost dark when I came across a troop of baboons preparing to roost in some Ebony trees along a lagoon. It seems that they regularly choose Ebonies as roosting sites because they are very tall and not heavily leafed which allows them a good viewpoint to spot predators (mainly leopard) as they approach.
It was very calm and quiet as the troop made their way to the grove of trees, stopping regularly to groom a friend or just stare into space, contemplating life.


River Trip
22nd February 2012 - 1 comment
22nd February 2012 - 1 comment
I just spent a fantastic weekend on the river, a wonderful bonus of the high water at this time of the year. Very few people visit this area during the rains - and with unpredictable weather, it's easy to understand why - but those that do take the chance and book a boat safari on the Luangwa are in for a treat.
Hippos are one animal that you won't miss; they lie around in languid groups, shifting only slightly when you approach.

Waterbirds cram onto the available sandbanks and if you approach stealthily, you can get close up with some of the Luangwa's more colourful residents. Here Malachite, Pied and (a scruffy looking) Brown-hooded Kingfishers perch above the water waiting to catch fish and insects.



Baboons in the National Park are usually wary of humans, but sometimes even females with youngsters forget themselves and gawp as a tin pot filled with primates passes by.

We were lucky to catch this group of buffalo bulls as they began to saunter back towards the bush. Males rarely associate with the herd except for breeding, preferring a quieter life. Some of the older bulls may never return to the herd, knowing that younger individuals would soon drive them off.

We caught up with a herd of elephants who had just crossed the main river. Afer the breeding herd had moved on, instead of climbing out, the males played in the shallows, climbing on each other's backs and wallowing in the cool water. It was a celebration of weightlessness and a respite from the flies.

As evening came, and the light began to fade, hundreds of Cattle Egrets flew up-river to their roosting site. With failing light preventing fast shutters, blurry motion shots seemed the only answer.

And as always, whatever time of day, the scenery is wonderful.




Hippos are one animal that you won't miss; they lie around in languid groups, shifting only slightly when you approach.

Waterbirds cram onto the available sandbanks and if you approach stealthily, you can get close up with some of the Luangwa's more colourful residents. Here Malachite, Pied and (a scruffy looking) Brown-hooded Kingfishers perch above the water waiting to catch fish and insects.



Baboons in the National Park are usually wary of humans, but sometimes even females with youngsters forget themselves and gawp as a tin pot filled with primates passes by.

We were lucky to catch this group of buffalo bulls as they began to saunter back towards the bush. Males rarely associate with the herd except for breeding, preferring a quieter life. Some of the older bulls may never return to the herd, knowing that younger individuals would soon drive them off.

We caught up with a herd of elephants who had just crossed the main river. Afer the breeding herd had moved on, instead of climbing out, the males played in the shallows, climbing on each other's backs and wallowing in the cool water. It was a celebration of weightlessness and a respite from the flies.

As evening came, and the light began to fade, hundreds of Cattle Egrets flew up-river to their roosting site. With failing light preventing fast shutters, blurry motion shots seemed the only answer.

And as always, whatever time of day, the scenery is wonderful.




A Frisky Affair
15th February 2012 - 0 comments
15th February 2012 - 0 comments
In: Mammals
It's well known that mating and relationships in the animal kingdom are rarely romantic. Dominance, fighting, relentless pursuit and agressive mounting are all part of a female's day, but when you add the power, speed (and claws) of a lioness to the equation, it gets a lot more interesting!
We found this young adult male following a female down a track. She contiunally trotted ahead of him, but occasionally relented and allowed him to mate with her. On one occasion, he obviously overstepped the mark, and had to swerve rapidly to avoid a sideswipe. The photo is slightly out of focus, and the light was bad, but her intention is clear.

He then affected a brilliant 'hurt' pose, almost appearing to pout as she sat and licked her paws.

After a bit more gentle pursuit, she allowed one more mount, and then all seemed to be well. We moved on and left them in peace.

We found this young adult male following a female down a track. She contiunally trotted ahead of him, but occasionally relented and allowed him to mate with her. On one occasion, he obviously overstepped the mark, and had to swerve rapidly to avoid a sideswipe. The photo is slightly out of focus, and the light was bad, but her intention is clear.

He then affected a brilliant 'hurt' pose, almost appearing to pout as she sat and licked her paws.

After a bit more gentle pursuit, she allowed one more mount, and then all seemed to be well. We moved on and left them in peace.

Lupunga
04th February 2012 - 0 comments
04th February 2012 - 0 comments
In: Mammals
While I was away in the North Luangwa, many of the grasses that line the dambos in the park produced their seeds. I returned to find the elephants gorging themselves on the nutritious Rice Grass - or Lupunga as the locals call it. Baboons, whose diet varies considerably depending on what is available, were making the most of it too. This female has stuffed her cheek pouches full of seeds which she can chew at her own leisure.


A Week during the Emerald Season
14th January 2012 - 0 comments
14th January 2012 - 0 comments
I've had my family and godparents staying for the last 6 days, and it's been a great week! When the rains came early in October, I feared that a January visit would be a complete wash-out; impassable roads, thick bush, endless bugs, sticky mud and very little game.
How wrong I was. We've enjoyed cool, cloudy days with sunny spells, and game viewing to rival a week in the dry season.
Here are some of the highlights, all against the backdrop of carpets of green grass and endless wildflowers.
After carrying their unborn lambs throughout the dry season, and losing condition as a result, Impala ewes are rapidly putting on weight.

The partly inundated grasslands are perfect hunting grounds for Black-headed Herons who feed largely on insects and frogs.

The Elephants are stuffing their faces.....

.....and the Puku calves look healthy and fat.

The predators are making the most of the time of plenty, rearing their young while the food-stocks are abundant. This Lionness is lactating heavily and had cubs concealed in a nearby thicket.

As it grew dark, four Lionnesses stirred from their day's slumber and began to look more alert. We watched as they rose, completed evening ablutions and began to hunt.

In the late afternoon, we watched these 10 week old cubs playing on the sand across the river from us.

Leopards make use of the vast number of young antelope on the plains, often showing distended bellies after a good feed.

During the journey down to Bushcamps, we found Sharpe's Grysbok up in the hills above the Valley floor.

And, as always in Africa, there are bright colours whereever you look. This Malachite Kingfisher is just 12cms tall, and hunts tiny fish in the seasonal lagoons.

And of course, there were lovely rainy-season sunsets - there's nothing better.

How wrong I was. We've enjoyed cool, cloudy days with sunny spells, and game viewing to rival a week in the dry season.
Here are some of the highlights, all against the backdrop of carpets of green grass and endless wildflowers.
After carrying their unborn lambs throughout the dry season, and losing condition as a result, Impala ewes are rapidly putting on weight.

The partly inundated grasslands are perfect hunting grounds for Black-headed Herons who feed largely on insects and frogs.

The Elephants are stuffing their faces.....

.....and the Puku calves look healthy and fat.

The predators are making the most of the time of plenty, rearing their young while the food-stocks are abundant. This Lionness is lactating heavily and had cubs concealed in a nearby thicket.

As it grew dark, four Lionnesses stirred from their day's slumber and began to look more alert. We watched as they rose, completed evening ablutions and began to hunt.

In the late afternoon, we watched these 10 week old cubs playing on the sand across the river from us.

Leopards make use of the vast number of young antelope on the plains, often showing distended bellies after a good feed.

During the journey down to Bushcamps, we found Sharpe's Grysbok up in the hills above the Valley floor.

And, as always in Africa, there are bright colours whereever you look. This Malachite Kingfisher is just 12cms tall, and hunts tiny fish in the seasonal lagoons.

And of course, there were lovely rainy-season sunsets - there's nothing better.

A dog's life....
22nd December 2011 - 0 comments
22nd December 2011 - 0 comments
In: Mammals
For a long time, the taxonomic status of hyaenas has been under discussion. Should they be classified with dogs (Family: Canidae) or with the cats (Family: Felidae)? In the end, they are sufficiently different from both to gain their own family, Hyaenidae.
Here are two hyaenas making the most of the cooling waters of the Mushilashi, while idly chewing on an old buffalo skin.

Here are two hyaenas making the most of the cooling waters of the Mushilashi, while idly chewing on an old buffalo skin.

Where did all the hippos go?!
04th December 2011 - 0 comments
04th December 2011 - 0 comments
I stood in roughly this same spot about two weeks ago and watched 400 hippos jostling for space in the shallow water. In the space of a few days, they've all moved out.
Add 20 cms to the river depth, which is what the rain in surrounding areas has done, and it becomes uncomfortably deep for a resting hippos. The small amount of rain locally will also have re-filled some of the nearby lagoons, which the hippos prefer to the faster-flowing river.

Add 20 cms to the river depth, which is what the rain in surrounding areas has done, and it becomes uncomfortably deep for a resting hippos. The small amount of rain locally will also have re-filled some of the nearby lagoons, which the hippos prefer to the faster-flowing river.

Grooming time
21st November 2011 - 0 comments
21st November 2011 - 0 comments
In: Mammals
Early morning and late afternoon are the busiest times for primates. Grooming, feeding, cementing relationships, caring for young and resolving disputes are common activities at this time.
This morning, I sat and watched this young female grooming an older female. Possibly a member of her immediate family, but also possibly one of her ''friends'' within the troop, offering to groom a more senior member of the troop is all part of the system of reciprocity that governs behaviour and hierarchy in baboon society. This act of kindness will be remembered and the subodinate animal will, after fostering a strong friendship, rely on the senior animal''s support during disputes.
Of course, grooming serves a practical purpose too by reducing the tick and parasite load.

This morning, I sat and watched this young female grooming an older female. Possibly a member of her immediate family, but also possibly one of her ''friends'' within the troop, offering to groom a more senior member of the troop is all part of the system of reciprocity that governs behaviour and hierarchy in baboon society. This act of kindness will be remembered and the subodinate animal will, after fostering a strong friendship, rely on the senior animal''s support during disputes.
Of course, grooming serves a practical purpose too by reducing the tick and parasite load.

Lion Cubs
19th November 2011 - 0 comments
19th November 2011 - 0 comments
In: Mammals
A few months ago, the local pride male was regualarly seen mating with his females. Sure enough, 3.5 months on, there are lion cubs around. But this isn't always the case and we are lucky that so many of the cubs seem to be doing well.
Lions certainly sit at the top of the food chain. And apart from hunting accidents (buffalo don't like to go without a fight) adults aren't at risk from predation. However, cubs are very vulnerable. A roaming male attempting to claim a pride for himself will first kill any cubs fathered by the previous male. Females may try to protect their cubs, but it's thought that any less than a year old will perish. Such is nature's way of perpetuating only the strongest genes.
Females try to ensure that cubs are only born into a stable pride by first coming into a false oestrus, where the male will mate, but the female doesn't ovulate. This way, the male must hold the pride long enough to mate again, before he fathers cubs.
The lion pride situation has been very unstable in the last couple of years. Large prides of 17 - 22 are too big for most males to hold, so they tend to fragment and this makes females and their cubs vulnerable. Last year, a large proportion of the cubs born did not make it to their first year and there may be more that we never knew about. So to have 6 lion cubs in the local area which are readily visible to us suggests that the females feel more secure.
This youngster was the most alert when found them today, and tried to play with his siblings who were mostly too fat to move! At roughly 12 weeks, they are still suckling, but will also sample fresh kills.

These two are about 3-4 weeks old and didn't even turn round when I arrived - despite the heat, they were piled on top of each other like huskies!

Lions certainly sit at the top of the food chain. And apart from hunting accidents (buffalo don't like to go without a fight) adults aren't at risk from predation. However, cubs are very vulnerable. A roaming male attempting to claim a pride for himself will first kill any cubs fathered by the previous male. Females may try to protect their cubs, but it's thought that any less than a year old will perish. Such is nature's way of perpetuating only the strongest genes.
Females try to ensure that cubs are only born into a stable pride by first coming into a false oestrus, where the male will mate, but the female doesn't ovulate. This way, the male must hold the pride long enough to mate again, before he fathers cubs.
The lion pride situation has been very unstable in the last couple of years. Large prides of 17 - 22 are too big for most males to hold, so they tend to fragment and this makes females and their cubs vulnerable. Last year, a large proportion of the cubs born did not make it to their first year and there may be more that we never knew about. So to have 6 lion cubs in the local area which are readily visible to us suggests that the females feel more secure.
This youngster was the most alert when found them today, and tried to play with his siblings who were mostly too fat to move! At roughly 12 weeks, they are still suckling, but will also sample fresh kills.

These two are about 3-4 weeks old and didn't even turn round when I arrived - despite the heat, they were piled on top of each other like huskies!

Warthog Sentinel
19th November 2011 - 0 comments
19th November 2011 - 0 comments
In: Mammals
I was watching Warthogs on a big, open plain today. This female was foraging with her piglets and last year's offspring.

Suddenly, they got spooked (a turn in the wind carried my scent towards them) and they all turned and fled. Only the female turned to check that I wasn't following before dashing for the thickets.


Suddenly, they got spooked (a turn in the wind carried my scent towards them) and they all turned and fled. Only the female turned to check that I wasn't following before dashing for the thickets.

Road trip into the Miombo
16th November 2011 - 0 comments
16th November 2011 - 0 comments
Yesterday, I decided to explore a little bit of the interior of the park, the 40km wide strip away from the river. As you leave the valley floor, the temperature changes noticeably, and the surrounding vegetation changes even more. At this stage, you are beginning to enter the vast central African plain, which is mostly covered in Miombo woodland.
This miombo habitat is made up mostly of Brachystegia, Julbernadia and Isoberlina tree species, and supports a very different variety of life from the valley floor. In fact, as someone who is very familiar with the wildlife of this area, it's a bit of a shock (and a pleasure) to be thrown into an environment where I can't identify things at a glance!
The scenery is also stunning as you get into the foothills of the escarpment which marks the edge of the bottom of the Rift Valley.

I was in search of Sable, Roan, Eland and Hartebeest, all antelope species which can survive in the more marginal areas, and thrive doing so. Unfortunately, apart from a line of Sable tracks which I followed for about a kilometre (with no luck) I saw no sign of these big mammals. No worries, there were plenty of unrecognisable birds to keep me (and my bird book) busy.
The Red-headed Weaver is a charismatic mixed woodland dweller which builds messy nests in the mature trees.

I didn't recognise this little brown and white bird, except to know from its behaviour that it must be a flycatcher of some type. It took me a long while to get a photo because it kept flitting from branch to branch and the dappled light made it hard to follow. But lucky I perservered, because it is a Collared Flycatcher. So what? Well, after consulting the experts, it's only the second time that this species has been recorded in the Valley, and the first time so low down off the escarpment plateau! You never know what you are going to find in the bush.

To top it off, as I was coming down off the ridge, I found this Leopard Tortoise on the road. Initially nervous, he kept his head deep inside his shell, but soon worked out that I wasn't planning to eat him, so continued his journey.

This miombo habitat is made up mostly of Brachystegia, Julbernadia and Isoberlina tree species, and supports a very different variety of life from the valley floor. In fact, as someone who is very familiar with the wildlife of this area, it's a bit of a shock (and a pleasure) to be thrown into an environment where I can't identify things at a glance!
The scenery is also stunning as you get into the foothills of the escarpment which marks the edge of the bottom of the Rift Valley.

I was in search of Sable, Roan, Eland and Hartebeest, all antelope species which can survive in the more marginal areas, and thrive doing so. Unfortunately, apart from a line of Sable tracks which I followed for about a kilometre (with no luck) I saw no sign of these big mammals. No worries, there were plenty of unrecognisable birds to keep me (and my bird book) busy.
The Red-headed Weaver is a charismatic mixed woodland dweller which builds messy nests in the mature trees.

I didn't recognise this little brown and white bird, except to know from its behaviour that it must be a flycatcher of some type. It took me a long while to get a photo because it kept flitting from branch to branch and the dappled light made it hard to follow. But lucky I perservered, because it is a Collared Flycatcher. So what? Well, after consulting the experts, it's only the second time that this species has been recorded in the Valley, and the first time so low down off the escarpment plateau! You never know what you are going to find in the bush.

To top it off, as I was coming down off the ridge, I found this Leopard Tortoise on the road. Initially nervous, he kept his head deep inside his shell, but soon worked out that I wasn't planning to eat him, so continued his journey.

Will it or won't it.....?
09th November 2011 - 0 comments
09th November 2011 - 0 comments
Each evening this week, the storm clouds build, the humidity rockets.....and then it all comes to nothing. Although I must admit that I was quite glad of the false start today as I was caught out in it with nothing to protect me and all my kit. When will I learn that it's time to start taking my jacket with me...?
These impala looked very much at peace in the evening light as the pink-grey clouds massed to the north east.

These impala looked very much at peace in the evening light as the pink-grey clouds massed to the north east.

Hippo Mayhem...
07th November 2011 - 0 comments
07th November 2011 - 0 comments
In: Mammals
The view from the bridge makes it clear that hippos are one species that are not in short supply in the Luangwa. These huge lawnmowers will soon enjoy the spoils of fresh grass when the rains finally come.


MGM Hollywood
02nd November 2011 - 0 comments
02nd November 2011 - 0 comments
In: Mammals
Further north of here, there is a pride of lion which have featured in more documentaries than almost any others. Hardly suprisingly, someone named them the Hollywoods. So, what better to name the new coalition of 3 brothers who are at the top of the pride, than Metro, Goldwyn and Mayer?
Here's Metro resting in the shade after a long hot day, his dark mane beginning to show that he will soon be a really impressive specimen.

On my way back from watching Metro, I had a close up with an elephant and my long lens could only capture a small part of him.....

Here's Metro resting in the shade after a long hot day, his dark mane beginning to show that he will soon be a really impressive specimen.

On my way back from watching Metro, I had a close up with an elephant and my long lens could only capture a small part of him.....

Oxpecker Choir....
30th October 2011 - 0 comments
30th October 2011 - 0 comments
Oxpeckers never get that much attention, but they are fascinating to watch. I spent a couple of hours on the river bank recently, watching them interact with their host hippos and with each other.

They move from host to host, cleaning the exposed skin and wounds and feeding on ticks and other parasites. When a hippo turns over in the water, they move quickly to the newly-exposed skin to enjoy the parasites that had previously been concealed. In this way, they often congregate in large numbers. It was the middle of the day by this stage, so many of the birds were 'gaping' to cool down, giving the impression of a choir singing!

Here, 2 (slightly larger) Yellow-billed Oxpeckers out-compete their Red-billed cousins for the cleaning rights to an open wound on this hippo's back.

Sometimes there are even fights between con-specifics!


They move from host to host, cleaning the exposed skin and wounds and feeding on ticks and other parasites. When a hippo turns over in the water, they move quickly to the newly-exposed skin to enjoy the parasites that had previously been concealed. In this way, they often congregate in large numbers. It was the middle of the day by this stage, so many of the birds were 'gaping' to cool down, giving the impression of a choir singing!

Here, 2 (slightly larger) Yellow-billed Oxpeckers out-compete their Red-billed cousins for the cleaning rights to an open wound on this hippo's back.

Sometimes there are even fights between con-specifics!

Too many hippos, not enough water.
28th October 2011 - 0 comments
28th October 2011 - 0 comments
In: Mammals
The valley's lagoons are all dry, the seasonal sand rivers stopped carrying water long ago, and the Luangwa's huge hippo population has all taken up residence in the shallow trickle of the main river. It's hot, there's not a lot of space and disagreements between males are almost inevitable. When two males find themselves jammed together, one would normally defer to the other with a lowered head and by turning away. So long as only one male makes a claim for dominance, all is calm in the herd.
But when a new male moves in, and attempts to challenge the existing male for the breeding rights to his females, it's clear that the resident won't give up without a fight. I watched this happen today. It started with a series of exaggerated yawns, lasting 5 or 6 seconds that displays the male's size and impressive canines.

Following this, the two males faced up to each other and alternately raised and lowered their heads out of the water. Just as one raises his head out of the water, and you think that the eye contact will bring on a proper fight, the other ducks under and avoids the confrontation. And so it goes on. Neither really wants to fight; it's risky, costly in terms of energy and unpredictable. A protracted fight would leave both exhausted and unable to protect their herd. And at a time when there is little grass to replenish energy supplies, one or both my perish from the effort.
But it didn't look like they were going to resolve it any other way, so the stand off continued. Eventually, the resident began a series of short charges, where he displayed his strength and sent a small spray of water towards his opponent. Not deterred, the intruder simply turned aside and waited.

These little encounters increased in intensity and frequency until the intruder was forced to meet the resident's moves.


After a few rounds of this, the intruder began to go onto the offensive. Perhaps aware that the resident male had expended valuable energy during his previous displays, the intruding male began lunging towards the other with his mouth wide open, slamming it shut at the last moment and forcing huge amounts of water out to the side. For the resident, this constituted war.

But the resident was bigger and stronger than the intruder had anticipated, and it only took a few minutes before the larger male was pursuing the smaller newcomer through the herd and out of the water. He left with a large gash on his side from the male's canine, and I left with a wet shirt from where the hippos had splashed me as they rushed past the hide.

But when a new male moves in, and attempts to challenge the existing male for the breeding rights to his females, it's clear that the resident won't give up without a fight. I watched this happen today. It started with a series of exaggerated yawns, lasting 5 or 6 seconds that displays the male's size and impressive canines.

Following this, the two males faced up to each other and alternately raised and lowered their heads out of the water. Just as one raises his head out of the water, and you think that the eye contact will bring on a proper fight, the other ducks under and avoids the confrontation. And so it goes on. Neither really wants to fight; it's risky, costly in terms of energy and unpredictable. A protracted fight would leave both exhausted and unable to protect their herd. And at a time when there is little grass to replenish energy supplies, one or both my perish from the effort.
But it didn't look like they were going to resolve it any other way, so the stand off continued. Eventually, the resident began a series of short charges, where he displayed his strength and sent a small spray of water towards his opponent. Not deterred, the intruder simply turned aside and waited.

These little encounters increased in intensity and frequency until the intruder was forced to meet the resident's moves.


After a few rounds of this, the intruder began to go onto the offensive. Perhaps aware that the resident male had expended valuable energy during his previous displays, the intruding male began lunging towards the other with his mouth wide open, slamming it shut at the last moment and forcing huge amounts of water out to the side. For the resident, this constituted war.

But the resident was bigger and stronger than the intruder had anticipated, and it only took a few minutes before the larger male was pursuing the smaller newcomer through the herd and out of the water. He left with a large gash on his side from the male's canine, and I left with a wet shirt from where the hippos had splashed me as they rushed past the hide.

Golden Elephants
25th October 2011 - 0 comments
25th October 2011 - 0 comments
In: Landscapes, Mammals
Sitting in a vehicle overlooking the river as the sun goes down is a truly Africa experience. Especially when a small family of elephants comes to complete the scene.


