The lower Zambezi valley lies in the south-east pocket off Zambia, a few 100 km downstream from the majestic ‘Victoria Falls’.
Being reunited with the mighty Zambezi River means two things.
Dust and Baobab trees. And plenty of it.
Add the source of life, water and sun, to the equation and you get a truly remarkable picture of colour and life.
Camping in a Baobab Forrest is simply magical.
I was lucky enough to witness another spectacular sunrise.
Deep blue colours covered the sky.
Which then gave way to scattered high clouds.
A simple pattern gave sun rays an impressive light display.
With so many Baobab trees around and a delightful array of colours, I had another date.
How these mystical trees reach to the sky in different sizes and shapes, sending out alien messages, is something everybody needs to see.
At times, the sky even looked like a giant UFO, receiving the data. And no, I didn’t have magic mushrooms for breakfast.
Little did I know that colours and display would even get better.
I passed a little, calm lake, which reflected the surroundings and sky in the early morning colours.
A Baobab tree was standing at the edge of the mirror lake, the sun coming up behind.
I don’t think I have to explain much else. This was simply breathtaking.
Even better was the idea to throw a hand-sized rock into the pool, curling the reflections.
I was right in my element and couldn’t get my finger off the shutter button. Surely a splendid view.
I went for an afternoon drive in a game Reserve, neighbouring ‘Lower Zambezi National Park.
The morning was calm and chilly, but by the time the afternoon arrives, it’s hot, dry and dusty.
The fine red sand has the same colours as in Australia’s ‘Red Centre’. Just without Baobab trees.
The sheer destruction of last years flood season is still visible. Canyons of all sizes emerge along this flat land. To my surprise, my most faithful animal poser didn’t cross my path, even though plenty of footprints and piles covered the dirt road.
One elephant was sighted on the Zimbabwean side off the Zambezi on a small grass-covered island, shared with a few hippopotami.
A few monkeys were dodging the high wire.
While a waterbuck rested in the shade, regurgitating lunch.
A kudu bull shared the thick bush with a few Impala.
Then a kudu female emerged out of nearby woods.
She looked rather confused towards Zimba but then focused on something in the bush to the left side of the track.
A large herd of water buffalo came towards me.
One colossal bull crossed right in front off us, finding the little grass a touch juicier.
The rest of the herd stayed to my left, looking perplexed. Not too sure what to make out off this oversized zebra it seemed.
Meanwhile, a tour operator stood behind me, he signalled he wanted to pass. Not keen on the idea of driving closer towards this herd, I went off track, to let him pass.
He is either game or knows what he’s doing, I thought. Sure enough, the huge bull ran off, back to the herd.
Looking even more perplexed towards me, this herd wasn’t sure what to do. Neither was I. This is the closest I been to a herd of water buffalo and couldn’t let this golden photo opportunity slip by.
Pestered by Tse-Tse flies, one bull decided to walk through a thorny bush.
He sure was enjoying that, as he reversed back in, shaking what he got for an itching relief.
The expression on his face says it all, the expression hasn’t changed.
The sun was getting low, casting golden rays on trees by the river, looking towards Zimbabwe.
Deep blue skies signalled a cool night ahead at ‘Mvuu Lodge’, my Campground for the night. The almost full moon came up over the Zambezi, whilst the open fire was lid by the camp assistant. He washed my car earlier when I was having coffee in the restaurant area, only to have baboons cover Zimba with muddy footprints after.
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Yes they simply are… 😉
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Wow, those Baobabs and sunrises never cease to amaze. More stunning photos!
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