Despite our alternative camp morning
routine was the usual business; pack bags and tents, breakfast, pack
foodstuffs. Then we had it all loaded onto the canoes – luckily we were back to
the original stable canoe again – and we were off to get past the buffalo fence
to change to the motorized boats. The change was made without issues and on the
ride back to the truck we saw more birds and crocodiles. After the usual 1½
hours we were back, the truck was quickly packed and we were off again going
north.
This drive wasn’t as long as the first
ones, though, so before 1500 we had arrived at our new site and set up camp.
This gave us some time to ourselves where we had the chance to utilize the pool
at the site or just generally hang out and relax. Jaco, crazy as usual, climbed
the tallest baobab tree and had a couple from the group join him. None of them
got as high up as he did, but seeing him climb and jump around in the tree it
was obvious he had been doing this most of his life.
The rest of the evening was calm. That
is – until Jaco took out his whip and started playing around with it. Showing
some impressive skill it didn’t take long until Callum – one of the group
members – got up with a twig in his mouth and asked to have it whipped out.
Afterwards he admitted it was one of the scariest things he had ever done. In
any case it was a source of great entertainment.
Fish eagle.
Saddle-billed stork.
Pelicans.
See that small speck in the top of the tree? That's Jaco.
Callum (left) getting increasingly nervous the closer Jaco gets with his whip.
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