On Monday, July 30 I left Savuti as of the daybreak to go to Mababe not knowing where the reserved campsite was, Dijara Campsite. The track was the same one as that taken the day before to traverse the marsh in search of wild animals. I decided to make a detour to return to Marabou pans, if I am lucky, I could perhaps see… While arriving at the pond two lionesses and their puppies left it moving towards shrubs. At very low speed I followed the horde by overlapping the shrubs. The troop stopped. The pups played like children bickering, climbing in the trees, coming towards their mother to tease her by nipping her ears. During nearly one hour I attended a fantastic spectacle which I left with many regrets to take again the Sand Ridge Road. In Mababe I wandered during more than one hour in search of Dijara campsite. Finally I was directed towards Dizhana Campsite where I remained two nights to have rest and make the administrative tasks.
On Wednesday, August 1 I left Mababe without regret for the village of Khwai where I thought of finding food, Que nenni. After having left the main track I followed a track along the Khwai river where I observed all the species of antelopes as well as a multiplicity of birds of marsh. Then hippopotamuses in the water whose only head emerged. To go to Mbudi Campsite Khwai I have the bad idea to follow the GPS indications, not to do, I planted my truck in a flooded track. I tried to leave it with the sand plates, without success. I decided on foot to return towards the track where I had seen vehicles of tour operators. Once again providence came to my help. The driver of a forwarding dealt with to me and we went to see the position of my vehicle. Then he led me to Mbudi Campsite Khwai. The person in charge organized a forwarding with the team of the camp equipped with, axe and Hi-Jack. On the spot two registered ZA vehicles, South Africa, united with us and three of the occupants took over the leadership of the operations with know-how. My truck had left its delicate position. The trace in red of the map represents the way traversed on foot and in the vehicle of the tour operator and the team of Mbudi.
On Thursday, August 2 I moved towards Third Bridge in the marsh. The harvest of photographs of wild animals was less profitable. The bivouac in Third Bridge Tented Camp was sumptuous I slept in a house in fabric equipped with a furniture with a double bed and a hot shower, the luxury!
On Friday, August 3 I arrived at Xakanaxa in mid-morning. On the way I met only animals already considering. Whereas I worked at my website two embarrassing visitors, elephants, ate the fruits fallen from the tree. Of course I took quickly my camera to take them in red-handed. But when they saw me they came to my. I returned precipitately inside my truck. My bivouac was at the edge of Okavango River close to the landing stage to visit in one hour Okavango Delta, I bought a ticket. Except for two elephants at the bath I observed primarily birds which abound of which a couple of eagle.
Saturday, August 4 I started from Xakanaxa at 6:00 to go to Maun to meet an agency in order to organize the continuation of my trip in Botswana. The way is approximately 147 km which I traversed in 4 hours. I wandered in Maun to find the agency. Finally I met the person concerned on a car park. ¨Then we went to the Crocodile Campsite to discuss the continuation of the trip.
|Lever du soleil, Sunrise||Crocodile Campsite|
Sunday, August 5 I started early to go to visit the site of Tsodilo registered to UNESCO in 2001. There is more than 4000 rock paintings whose dating poses problems. The first inhabitants arrived approximately 30,000 years ago I traversed the 395 km in 8:00 because the road is pot-holed making the progression hard and tiring. The visit of the site is guided with very interesting comments. I slept on the spot at the adjacent camp-site.
The following day I was going to have rest at the edge of Okavango River in Shakawe before returning to Maun by the terrible potholed road.
On Tuesday, August 7 I left Shakawe around 4:00 a.m. to make the 364 km return to Maun in 8:00. Indeed I had appointment with a travel agency to finalize the reservations of the bivouacs in Kalahari Game Reserve and Kgalagadi Transfrontier Park. I remained four days at the Crocodile Camp-site, I met three times the representative of the agency, it is necessary to be persevering!
|At Crocodile Camp in front of my camper|
On Friday, August 10th, the day of my 78th birthday, I flew over the Okavango Delta by helicopter.