the tail continues.
27/12 A slow start to the day,
to give the tire-man a chance to wake up. Then I
realises; it is Sunday. Through Pigg's Peak once again,
and then south-east. I have not any idea of, what I will
encounter, nor how the land look in this middle part,
I'm going to drive through.
The first part is naturally the pine- and gum
plantations, but then it turn into huge hills with more
natural forest. The lower, more flat areas are farmed,
but little is seen on the red soil. As the landscape
descents from 500 meters to 200 or a bit lower,
plantations with fruits like bananas take over, but only
for a short stretch. Then the bush-savannah dominates.
A lot of people are found walking along the road. Many
are dressed up in alike costumes, probably a quire on
their way to church.
Despite I do a few stops from time to time, I fail to
find anything interesting. At ten, I pull over for a cup
of self-made tea. I have not seen anything remotely as a
restaurant. In Ebuhleni, one of the royal residence are
found - right behind an abandon chop-shop.
The rivers like Mpofu are bone dry, except a few
billabongs. Here, car-washing have taken over for the
laundry. The farm houses, scattered all the way
along the road, are tiny. Many are just two rondawels
and a small square hut.
A single, rather large river is full. It must originate
at a dam, way up in the hills. The water are later
channelled to sugar and corn plantations, in an else real
dry area. Sponsored by EC. Someone are making a lot of
money that way, and to judge from the tiny huts, on the
other side of the road, it is not the local workers.
Around noon, I pass through St.
and the road changes to dirt, for the next
At the same time, the area turns even dryer. Here are
only a few huts along the road, but the plants turn more
interesting. Here are bulbs, different Euphorbias and
other succulents along with flowering Raphionacme and
Ipomoeas. I start the exploring with a cup of tea, then
many tours through the Acacia-thorn infested roadside.
Here is dry - real dry. Many of the plants are almost
dead, even some of the huge Euphorbias seems to have
died. Further down the dirt and dust, a surprisingly
modern city is found at a dirt-road intersection. Seems
strange, till another artificial irrigation area turns
up, on the other side of a huge river.
Here are not many animals. A few flies, the hole after a
huge tarantella and a few beetles.
The next couple of rivers are more natural again: Bone
dry. Well, it is not really supposed to be that, on this
time of year, but this El Nino year, it is. Mhlatuze
have a small moist line, that is all.
From here on, it turns real dry. Most of the bushes are
gone, but huge amounts of large Aloes take over. Several
red dust-devils sweeps over the road, and the few other
cars leave huge tails of dust.
Just as the mountain range start to be seen, I meet the
sealed road. This is the south-eastern turning point for
this cross-country tour, and I turn north. A sign
warning for warthogs seems promising, and the
surroundings are either lush, green farm-fields or red
bushland, dominated by scares Acacias.
I have not seen a single lodge or camp since this
morning, but after 260 kilometres, the large and fashionable
offers camp. I turn in, despite it is only three
o'clock. I did plan to camp way down south. They are
mainly a lodge, and I have the rather run-down camp for
my self. Well, until a big bus with a "hotel-trailer"
turns up. At least, I get to wash my self and all my cloth
before, and they park 100 meters away.
A few of them don't understand; I'm not interested in
chatting, but I have 200 pictures and a diary - and do
fine by my self anyway.
My pans are almost dry, when I need them for dinner, and
then the computer can recharge.
It is a thick menu-card, but when I reach "Oxtail", I
look no further. It is almost as good as the one I make
- almost. After dinner, I try to upload once again, but
it still fails. Either, Swaziland have blocked
something, or I have done something stupid with my
program. Neither can be ruled out.
Here are a few night-active insects; some predator
beetles, scorpions and a solifo along with their pray, mainly
cockroaches and crickets. At the former kitchen, I sneak
in on a little snake
To see something bigger, I order a game-drive tomorrow
morning. If I pay
for two; 300 SZL, I can have the car
to my self - no brainer! They do not have the Big Five,
but I settle for some giraffes. And hippos would be cool
too. And elephants...
28/12 At five, all
the birds are awake, and so am I. I just listen to them
for an hour, until the large company from "Das Rejsende
Hotel" awakes. One of my tasks is filling the watertank, which, despite my limited use, have gone dry.
It might be caused by its leaking. The hose is too
short, and don't fit the tap. I kind of
get it to work, but when I want to turn it off again,
the tap barks! They claim the trunk is dustproof. It is
not, but it is waterproof. Most of my gear get soaked in
the two draws and the side boxes. At least, the
computer is in the cabin.
With a start like that, the day can only improve - I so
incorrectly presumed. It turns out "my" gamedrive
jeep have been booked to others. Three adults, three
small children. Unacceptable - and then again, I don't
want to wait until ten.
The sun don't want to join in, and that affect my photos
a lot. We drive through the dry and extremely
grassed-down savannah, and the driver stop from time to
time. Buzzard, Kingfishers, Impalas, zebras, warthogs,
small hornbills, an Élans, and then a lot of giraffes,
at least nine. Then some guinea fouls and plastic bags
with ostrich eggs.
At a small lake, two rather "used" tortoises are
bathing. At the next, rather large lake, 50 Marabou
Storks walks around. Her are also a few
black-hooded Herons and Crossed-billed Storks. A couple
of geese can't decide if the want to flee or not. On the
other side of the dam, a family group of Nyalas are
Back at camp, I tell the driver he have a great
job - if it wasn't for the guests, and he break in the
first smile I have seen. When the confrenciere, who take
my payment, ask how it was, I tell him: It was just like
McDonald: Adults chatting loud about nothing at all,
while their phones go on with SMS's. Meanwhile, the kids
scream and jump around and litter. The entire area is
overpopulated with starving animals. He agree; he should
not have asked. I make a few photos of the
padding-zebra, and head off.
A few kilometres down the road, I
spot a bright red sphere of a flower, and have to
the field. It is so strange in all that dead and dry
plant material and dry mud. The next stops only give a
few new plants, and then the sugar cane plantations with
irrigation takes over.
a few loops through the significantly - but tiny
city of Big Bend. It is mainly the sugar fabric that
make this place. And they do not have a tire-man. I turn
down a minor road, but it is just endless cane fields,
and I return to the main northern road.
A stop under a big tree to make tea, while I drain the
car for around ten litres of water. Up a steep ascent,
and most of the water runs off. Suck-up some more with a
plastic bottle, and leave it. Here are a few interesting
plants along the road.
At Sileki, I turn out to a minor gravelroad,
the ridge at the eastern border, and leading south
again. That offers some great views over the valley. I
even find a tire-shop. We negotiate the price, but he
had a unexpected trick: He don't remove the tire at all.
He just punch a short piece of string, soaked in some
rubbery substance into the hole. He claim it is just as
good, but the
car and I are going through the Kalahari!
Well, I have two spare tires, and am a bit of an
The road is lined with small farms, small villages and
schools all the way. That make it so more difficult to
botanize, but I manages a few times, without being
swarmed by nosy children - and adults for that matter.
One of the new plants is an Aloe, which grow flat like a
to two sides. Another Aloe is small, and here are some
strange succulents. Unfortunately, only underneath the
densest and most thorny bushes.
The road continues at least 50 kilometres, but I turn
back after 35. It is time to be serious again, and find
one of the planned game parks; Hlane Royal Park. The
main road leads right through part of it, and a sign
warns pedestrians and cyclists about the presents of
lions and elephants. I take that as a clear sign of; you
are aloud to exit the car. I need that to make some
photos of the huge Euphorbia trees, which now at four,
have a great vertical light on them.
At the entrance, I pay 80 SZL for two
days of exploring. At the reception, additional 210 SZL
for two night's of camping. To my undivided joy, the
game-drive can be done alone, in my own car! I had
planned to park the car, letting the low sun dry the
interior, but that most wait!
It is in the late afternoon heat, but you never know,
when it come to nature. The first creature is a
Impala male, later a female. Not that impressive, but
it is a huge park; 30.000 hectares! I'm not aloud to
drive in all, and quite soon, I got a feeling of; I'm
outside the reservation once again. At base-camp, around
30 cars was parked. In the park, I can't see a single,
and the trails are suspicious narrow and not as
warn-down, as I would have expected. But I have a great
time, and I can stand the yelling.
Here are almost only dead trees, but the bushes are lush
and dense. As I turn round a corner, a mud-pool with six
rhinos reveals. Three old female, and almost adult calf
and two tiny ones - for rhinos. I keep my distance, and
they don't mind me at all. I make a few photos - and
then a lot more. As they finish their baths, and seek
into the bushes, I circle around "the block". A large
warthog distracts me shortly, but then I'm back at the
trail. I fin one of the small families, but within a
small group of elephants. I let the rhinos slip away,
and focus on the elephants. When they seek into the
bushes, I make another tour round the next block. Then it is getting rather late, and the sun vanishes. I
return to camp, but not without seeing some Blue
Starlings, a big group of Guinea Fouls and a Hammerhead
My tent is up fast by now, then a tour to the restaurant
to order dinner for later. While I wait, I sit there and
work, while the hippos grunts in the pond in front of
me. I would like to see them leave the water, but a
hour and a half passes, without I remember to look op.
Then it is pitch dark, and my spear-grilled Impale turns
up. Still the 466 photos of the day to go through, and a
bit of diary.
They want me to pay at ten, and at the same time, I'm
out of battery on the computer. Back to work in the car,
while the camera also charges. The deep grunts from the
hippos can be heard during the dark night. My plan is to
get an early drive to morrow - but at the same time
finishing the photos of the day. Guess other have the
same plan, quarter pass ten, and the campsite is black!
Well, except my car.
The night are dominated by first the hippos, then the
lions' deep roar.
29/12 I start the game-drive
at half pass six, and today, the sun is
So are the Water Boks, the Impalas and some almost
black Guinea Fouls. Until now, they have all been Helmet
Guinea Fouls. A few Warthogs seem scared of the car, but
I have more luck with the plants. To my big joy; I find
Adenium obesum in flower. It look so strange in the
else brownish landscape.
The caucus of a vulture indicate how bad the draught is
- although it might have died from another cause. A few,
rather small Boophane have leaves, but else, here is not
much interesting. I drive through the gate to the
"Endangered Wildlife", but I later get a clear feeling
of, this is the big exterior with little animals in. All
the big ones are gathered in the huge enclosure around
the camp. I only see some Spring Boks and birds, until a
two meter snake escapes through the fence. I find a
small group of nicely flowering small plants, I have no
idea of the grouping. Another fruit baring plant is a -
to me - unknown Vitaceae. A bit later, a relative to it, is
Around 30 kilometres from camp, I meet the outer fence,
following a railroad. I drive along the fence for a
considerable time, and end up letting my self out of a
ridicules little gate. The road soon leads through
seventeen kilometres of cane plantations. The crossing
roads leads through just more fields. Sponsored by EU. I got a bad
feeling of, when EU stop paying the electricity for the
massive pumps, it will fare from be profitable.
I get back to the park, but on the public road, leading
through it. I now know, the warnings about wild animals
are a PR stunt. The big fence is 30 meters in the
bushes. Further more, the lions are in their own
enclosure, which I still consider paying for a drive
I get back to the main gate, and a bit baffled guard let
me in. I do several loops through the big-game-part, and
see baboons, elephants, White Rhinos, Water Boks, a bunch
of two species of dung beetles, even more Impalas and
Guinea fouls of both types. As a special treat, I find an
area with flowering
Ipomoea bolusiana, which was one of my first
caudiciforms. Another flowering plant are so familiar -
except the name. The warthogs grassing around it, and
not a frighten, and it take some time before I get a
good photo. On my way back to camp, I cross path
with the mother rhino with the old calf, and that causes
for additional photos.
After five hours, 80 kilometres and
only 106 photos, it is time for tea and a
breakfast. Then I clean the car inside, while I try to
dry-out the trunk. It had a distinct humid sent, when I
opened it. Despite I did not see a single car in the
park, here are only a few in the camp. I sit the
heat over in camp, and work with pictures and diary.
Then I remember the hippos, which I would love a good
photo of. Unfortunately, they are way too long from the
fence, but I get some photos of them submerged, along
with some rhinos. While I try to figure, how to get them
a bit out of the water, a small group of elephants solve
that for me. I doubt I ever again manages to make a good photo
of a blue lake, savannah bushes and trees along with
hippos, rhinos and elephants. Here are a large group of
baboons, but too fare away. 54 photos later, I return to
It is time to yet another slideshow;
At two, I'm ready for more live
experiences. First, I walk the fence around the camp,
but that does not revealing anything interesting, except a
Red Throated Sunbird and a skink. Then I head into "the
dull zone", but the waterhole do sound entreating. When
I finally find it, it have dried out, and only a group
of Marabou Storks and vultures find the last mud pole
My plan was to return to "the big enclosure", but I end
up driving 20 kilometres on a road without options. At
least, I see some Blue Wildebeests, and a lot of
semi-dry but rather unspoiled nature.
When I finally make it back to camp, I make a cup of tea
and have a short brake. Despite I have seen none in the
wild, the camp is empty too. Here are only some
day-visitors, waiting for their drive through the
Time for the big guys. Within long, I find a rhino, who
is walking several rounds around my car. Then a smaller,
but equal interesting animal crosses the trail; a Rock
Monitor, Varanus albigularis - or at least something
looking that way.
At a pool, the local Marabou Stork takes off, and circles
me in deep discontent. I circle around too, to get a
better picture, but the path is blocked by four rhinos
on the move. I throw the car into the side, and they
passes real close, on the road. So close, I fail to get
a picture of all four at once. They are all covered in
fresh mud, and just around the corner, a mud-hole with
additionally two rhinos are found.
Despite they are given quite some time, they just stay
put. Ox-pickers and a Hammerhead Heron walk around on
them, but they relax. That give me no choice, but photo
them as they are, underneath a tree, decorated with
Around a few more bends on the road,
and I get to most rare motive so fare: A car! Despite I
am unprepared, I manages to get a shot, almost without
the rhino is blocking the view. The sun hides behind a
rather dark cloud, and I realises, the clock have passed
six. Another day with 60 kilometres of game-drive, and a
total of 370 photos. The campers next to
me look like experienced South Africans, and I ask them
regarding my fixed tire. "Use it in the rear, don't
extend 120 km/t, and you be fine". Just what I wanted to
hear. Then I ask about Mozambique, and now they tell me,
it might be even worse than I thought. Obey all rules,
get a stack of certified copies of your driving-license
- they don't give your
original back for less than 2000 DKK / €300.
There are "meat-control-points", where they take what
they want, and you can drive on with the rest. If I was
not to pick-up my co-driver in Mozambique, I would
seriously consider skipping it.
Rush over to the restaurant to get my
pre-ordered Swazi Mixed Grill with Kudu sausage and
By accident, I get to order a really great chocolate mussé. Then it is time to go through the last 200
photos of the day. At least, most are Rhinos. I ask how many they
have, but "only the wild-inspectors know". Their
giraffes should apparently be around the picnic site,
and I plan to give it a try tomorrow. Then it is time to head on
to Mlawula National Reserve and its 1000 species of
Eventually, I end up with 75 real good rhino photos - and then
what? I got to face it; I got a way too happy
It sounds like they have forgotten to feet the lions
again. I skipped seeing them; there have to be
something to look forward to in Zimbabwe. Sitting in
Denmark, 350 SZL does not sound like much, but that is
more than park entry and campsite in two days around
At half pass nine, I'm the only one awake - except the
lions, it seems. I try to wrap up fast, and at eleven, I
hit the tent after yet another great day with sightings
of the wild Africa.
30/12 The giraffes have still
eluded me, and at six, I set out to find them. Rather
systematic, I drive down trail by trail, and here are a
lot of rhinos. At one point, I realises; I don't bother
to photo them, when I have to stop, because they block
the road. A single tortoise get me out of the car, but
else, it is only Impalas and numerous rhinos. The
giraffes are still gone, and at nine, I give up.
Back at camp for a quick cup of tea, while I watch two
blue finches: They are most likely Blue-headed Waxbills;
Uraeginthus cyanocephalus. Then to
the nearest police station in Simuńye. They are willing
to certify some copies of my driving licence (to give to
the bandits in uniform in Mozambique). I just have to
get the copies made somewhere else. A few kilometres
away from this isolated station, a huge mall and a tiny,
city is found. They even have a gas
station, and I fill the truck. The copy-shop seems to
have a day off, but I'm told the postal office can
copy too. I check the Boxet, but they are out of 5L water
bottles, and I'm down to the last.
A bit further down the road, the
private Mbuluzi Game Reserve is found. It is right next
to Hlane, but they do not have the Big Five (neither did
Hlane; no buffalos). But they have 1600 hectare with 54
kilometre of roads and many more footpaths, winding their
way through 1000 species of plants. The also have most
gazelles, even the tall ones; giraffes. No restaurant,
only a campsite, but two real well-spoken rangers in
the entrance, and a brilliant map.
After 200 meters, I see the first giraffe, and after 100
meters more, nine more giraffes are found, right next to
the road. A big herd of Blue Wildebeest and some zebras
After the camp, a huge horse-shoe with a ridge in the
middle, form one part of the reserve. I drive slowly out
on it, stopping when I see some interesting plants. A
real huge tick draws attention with the deep humming-tone it
have, when it flies. Besides from that, here are not
really the plants I'm after. Here are many familiar, but
I concentrate on the new ones.
The view over part of the river, on the other hand, is
absolutely astonishing. I consider walking down there,
but recon the camp is actually closer, and in same
A bedrock top look interesting, and it sure is!
Some astonishing huge
Pachypodiums saundersii sit on the barren rock,
looking way more fresh than anything else. They even
flowers. I have never dreamed about they could grow this
big, and I have to update my page about them. An
absolutely brilliant finding for me!
While I photo them, two types of real big lizards runs
around on the cliffs. One is the blue-tailed one, but
even bigger here, the other one is the real flat one
with orange, spiny tail. They are both immense fast! At the
same rocks, but not doing that good, are some Vitaceaes
and bulbs. A Asclepiadaceae, looking exactly like the
stick-euphorbia, but with fruits, tall spiny Aloes and some
rather small, smooth ones. Here are also two types of Jatrophas,
one with seedpods.
Once again, I find one of the huge snail encasings. It
must be a real bad year for them. Even the more
succulent plants are sleeping due to draught. The fake
grass-trees are all completely yellow.
At two, I head back to camp. The wind feels like a föhn-drier,
and the temperature are way over 40C. Just as the huge
loop, leading round the horse-shoe are about to
reconnect, a big tree have fallen across the road. I
don't feel for returning, and get the axe from the trunk. That teaches
it. After that exercise, I get a fast shower at the
camp. Then a cup of tea and work in the car, parked in
the shadows. It turns out, the inner section of the
kitchen department also had its part of the flooding,
and I have some dishwashing and sorting to do. It must
have soaked in after I checked the first time.
At four, I go for a long walk. It seems like this end of
the reserve in not that popular among the animals, but
the plants don't mind. The views are also favoured. A
footpath leads down to some huge rocks, which again
down to the river. Many small falls are found
in-between the pools. I serious thing about a skin-dip,
until I remember all the warnings about crocodiles, I
have seen other places. Not
worth it, I think.
The rocks look like they have been formed by sand, not
water. I have never seen this at a river, but it must be
Many of the bushes are flowering, normally synchronised
with the rain, but not this year. A rather small, but
adult tortoise is found in the edge of the camp,
but the light is too faint. The sun is almost gone, and
I better get back and use the last daylight. The camp is
without electricity, but a solar-water-heater from "The
Sun Pays" and a black tank over a potential bonfire supply the hot
Cooking is the easy way; rice, half a bag powder to Beef
half a can brown beans, tasted with salt
and soya. Not bad for a fifteen minutes cooking, while I
at the same time work with photos. Realising how little
water I have left, cooking and tea is made from the huge
tank, only cold drinking water from the 5L bottle.
At half pass seven, it is pitch dark, and I retire to
the car with a cup of tea. I guess I will have this park
to my self the next two days, New Year coming up. Well,
almost alone. Somehow, the misquotes have a way to get
into the car, but at least not into the tent. I am glad
I got the computer and photos to work with, else, the
nights would have been long! Finish with even back-up at
ten, and not much more to do without internet.
31/12 The sun won't play
wait till eight. I start with a drive, but do many
walks, when I se something interesting. I would have
expected to see quite some gazelles, but no a single one
crosses my path. Reptilians, on the other hand, are
numerous. Skinks, Blue Tailed Lizards, two different
species of tortoises and two Rock Monitors. They are
unfortunately only one meter from their den, and reach
it faster, than I can make a photo. The tortoises are
Down at the river, a two meter crocodile is a bit too
fast for me, and I only manages to get the rings in the
water. But here were crocodiles, and with one on two
meters, here can easily be larger ones. I keep that in
mind, when I walk along the waters edge.
Two dung beetles are rolling a ball - well, the female
is, the male just sit on it for the ride. Here are many
insects, especially in the flowering bushes. Big
beetles, wasps, butterflies, wide ticks and normal
flies. The Bird-hide next to the dam is an expected
disappointment. The pond is dry, and only a single bird
is found here. I watch it for some time, just in good
Then I seek up higher, to see if I can found some more
interesting plants among the boulders. Here are a lot of
dry Selaginellas, minute fake grass trees and a few
bulbs. One of them is flowering, but despite it is only
four centimetres high, I think it is one of those,
normally fifteen centimetres high. Drought is taking its
toe around here.
The spider, on the other hand, is a well-grown size. It
is the Golden Orb Spider, and it measure around five
Pass noon, I drive around the entrance, and again, the
large mammals are found here. Blue Wildebeest, zebras
and Impalas. It is most likely the pond that draws
them here. Above the pond, a large tree is decorated
with a large number of the Social Weaver's nests. A bit
further down the trail, a non-social weaver have made
Back at the camp, I park the car, and
go for a walk along the river. It is a real wide area,
with barren bedrock and ponds, scattered on both sides
of the river. It seems like it is always easier to walk
on the other side, but real tricky to cross - crocodiles
After some time, my legs have gotten enough sun for one
day - and after additional an hour, I return to camp. I
start to work, but the computer literarily burns my
legs, and I figure it better get a rest. I go for
drive, but not before I have done a bit of
laundry and discovered a small gecko in the only
building on site.
This drive does not really result in any new
discoveries. One more of the medium tortoises, some
Sansevierias and Aloes but no larger animals. That, I
have to go pass the entrance for. But first, I got to
have a cup of tea.
Here, I find three rather large geckos. Two sitting
behind the same door, and they are the not same species.
This is probably their day room.
The entrance area with the pond don't disappoint me. I
see see water-hens. Around the corner, the large
group of giraffes are sleeping the hot afternoon away.
Two of them even lying down. Around the next corner, the
two smallest fouls, I ever seen, try to sneak off
unattended. Next living creature is a praying manta, who
I have to follow up a tree.
The sun is getting low, and I have
had my share of wildlife for one day. Back to work, then
cook my New Year dinner: Pasta with Beef Stroganoff
powder, brown beans and adjusted with salt and soya.
Guess someone else will get some more fancy... Work till
nine, and go to tent before the fireworks.
2016! The reserve have another
part, on the other side of the public road. The two guys
at the entrance have a buzzer for the gate on the other
side, and while I get it, we talk about the things I
have seen. I end up showing then a bunch of pictures,
and use their internet to check emails. When they see
the striped leaf frog, they say they have one like it at
the office. It is another species of leaffrog, sitting
on the plug to the printer. It have done so for several
The other side of the park is different, but it is the same
river, winding its way through. At one place, the most
beautiful views over the river is found. I drive around
the entire area, but I only find some fig fruits,
dragonflies and some flowering
swazicum , a subspecies
which only live in Swaziland.
At eleven, I have seen nature enough
for now, and I'm out of water. I drive north-west,
towards the South African border. Near Mananga, I find
an open Boxer, which have water and milk. No muesli, but
I have a bit left still. While I now am this close to
South Africa, I will try to connect to CellC's wireless
internet, and see if I can upload. I get a real good
connection, but I am still not aloud to upload, just
download from my server. Either, it is the setup on my
computer or on the server.
I make a break along the road for a cup of tea, and
while the kettle is on, I spot a flowering parasitic
plant in the tree above me. Then the two South African
trucks I know from one of the recent parks passes bye.
This de-tour of 70 kilometres have been botanical real
unchallenging. 95% is just endless cane fields. The bit
that isn't is made up by bush savannah, and a real dry
one. Here are a city for each 30 kilometres, next to the
sugar factory. Modern cities with guards at the
entrance, a huge mall and little else. In-between these
satellite cities are only cane - not a single rondawel.
That changes the last ten kilometres before the
Lomahasha border to Mozambique. In a slightly more green
area, numerous small rondawels and tiny fields are
found. The area is significantly more hilly, and perhaps
not suited for irrigation? Then the valley opens up, and
a patchwork of small fields fills it. They don't
benefit from artificial watering, and are just dark red
The border station is a fancy building, and real
effective. Soon, I'm in the hands of the Mozambique crew
- but more about that in
Despite I have zigzagged the country
on the long stretch, I have only driven around 1150
kilometres. I have taken 3000 photos, and seen a lot of
interesting plants and animals. A friendly people with
much to offer - I just hope they get some rain soon.
1/6 of flight
9 day 4x4