24 november Maun (BOTSWANA)

Planet Baobab. A small resort that takes care of marvelous ancient baobab trees... there is one truly majestic, they say it's 2500 years old! It's impressive, it intimidates you, it seems a wise old man watching you severely...

We finally get to Maun and with us some big gray clouds!

We soon set the camp before running to the airport before the weather conditions become prohibitive!

We take off with a Cessna just when it starts to rain, but after a short left turn, we are on this huge flat expanse that surrounds the Okavango River.

We spot many animals, some elephant, groups of antelopes, hippos, gazelles...

It 's very exciting because you have a vision of the life in the bush from a privileged point of view...

I felt like one of those old missionaries who traveled from a remote village to another aboard these small aircrafts... we try to know a bit more the amazing Okavango River... the river that doesn't flow into the sea, and not even into another river; the mouth is lost in a marsh in an area of ​​the Kalahari desert known as the Okavango Delta.

It starts raining heavier and heavier... we return to Sedia River Lodge under a deluge, downpour that in these places is even more disastrous... we give up cooking and take refuge in the bad restaurant of our lodge...

25 november Maun (BOTSWANA)

At dawn we are all awake... we haven't slept very well because of the rain but the tents have resisted!

We look out the porthole and: sun! Thanks god! By jeep, we reach a Okavango sparse and by mokoro (a kind of canoe carved from a large tree trunk) we start to discover this magnificent river slipping slowly on its waters, almost caressing it gently!

My clock shows 45 Celsius degrees, the sun is very strong and we try to take shelter as we can... suddenly our poler stops, he looks worried... from the bleak backdrop a large hippopotamus emerges, it could have made us sink very easily... basically this is the animal that reaps more victims in the whole Africa...

We observe the fearful scene but soon it disappear again... we can continue our quiet and slow navigation...

We penetrate between large barrels while antelopes and gazelles graze and wander undisturbed... we decide to get off the mokoro and we follow our guide right into the bush among ancient mounds, threatening bushes and a herd of zebras looking at us amazed!

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