- first catch
- Okavango rescue
- nothobranchius capriviensis 2
- Botswana and coronavirus
- Delta drive
- the Boro in flood
- river 4
- nothobranchius capriviensis 1
- hornbills and mirror
- thread snake
- micropanchax hutereaui
- sun and cows
- micropanchax katangae
- sun and goats
- Bots on lockdown day 9
- blog reboot
- Delta exploration
- mole rat
- road trip, back country namibia
- truck build 1
- 2 places
- in another camp
- bad pennies
- semi official
- the rain is coming, maybe
- land cruiser prado
- the ride in
- old, green
- salon change, plus intestines
- so 3
- so 2
- update 2
- stickers and stuff
- the river 3
- the river 2
- situation 2
- situation 1
- into Botswana
- gnu 3
- the river
- shongololo 3
- the sky 2
- tractionator GPS, from motoz
- gnu 2
- gnu 1
- the sky
- swakopmund flora
- swakopmund fauna
- epic find!
- before Windhoek
- the hunt
- the weavers
- Sandhof Farm, and Crinum paludosum
- filler 2
- filler post
- shongololo, again
- in trees
- on r/t_d, sunday is gunday
- on r/irl, it’s wednesday
- to deadvlei
- on the farm
- Namibia, orange river to helmeringhausen
- just a few movies
- western Cape
- Ronnies Sex Shop
- got a new battery for my watch
- see my ring?
- time, I guess, to get this started again
- so 2
- and so…
- jaipur 2
We took a fast ride up to the buffalo fence, navigating around the shallows
Past a party boat
The catfish and bream have come down from the delta, but as far as I can tell none of the small fish I’m after.
My friend says “backswimmer, either Anisops (22 species) or Enithares (4 species)”
Ok, here’s an adventure.
We’ll preserve his anonymity.
Here are a couple more, playing
And it was great pulling a Surf (Forerunner in USA) out of the mud
He broke off and peeled a chunk about an inch across and ate it. He then broke off a smaller pieces for my Namibian friend, while the German lady and I wandered off to take photos.
And then we returned to our drive. After about 30 minutes the guide asked me to stop and he started puking. The attacks became more frequent and soon my Namibian friend started too. That’s her on the left in the trees
Then the guide couldn’t get back in that car without help. I moved the seat back and he started moaning for a while then went still and quiet, and we couldn’t rouse him. I seriously thought he might age in big trouble. My Namibian friend was doing a little better, puking regularly but able to talk.
We didn’t have a sat phone so drove fast back to the South Gate, maybe an hour away, and from there called Okavango Rescue. They said they’d fly over the building and we were to follow them to a landing spot
The movie, paramedic attending to my guide friend in the front, while my Namibian friend lay across the backseat. Drama
We’re not sure what it was, but I know someone who will tell me. I’ll ask her and update this blog.
The Namibian was plugged into things, given shots and released later that day. The guide was transported to hospital with renal problems, was released a week later and was as weak as a kitten for another month. We went for a boat ride yesterday, is now as good as new, and we didn’t mention it.
Better finish off this post since I notice the pictures were uploaded months ago.
And here’s a picture of N capreviensis, also found online. There are about 70 Nothobranchius species, from Sudan to DRC but mostly Tanzania. This is a recent find, and the most southerly. I’m pretty excited to find a male and photograph it
It was long after returning to Maun I found this large piece on the fish
We spend the rest of the day exploring other ponds equally unsuccessfully.
So the 3300K drive over a couple of weeks, with this as the main event, hasn’t produced a fish. But any road trip is a good road trip. And I may have a new friend and fish hunting companion (with much greater skills than my own) when the borders reopen.
When I was here, late February, there was no water in Maun and hadn’t been since the previous April. So I asked around and found that the water here in Divundu, headed for the Delta from the Angolan highlands, was the highest it had been in over 10 years. So great news.
We parked on a small sand island
At that time, we had no idea what was ahead of us here in Southern Africa. And I certainly didn’t know this would be the last border crossing I’d make in a while.
OK, got that story finished. A few more to go.
The 2 important numbers there are active cases (3) and “transfered out”, which means either border jumpers (residents of Zambia, Namibia or RSA who have relatives here and sneak across and are caught by the Botswana Defence Force, or our biggest problem: truckers who failed screening at the border).
So far so good. The government is working very hard, since they know, and have reminded us, we have neither the hospital beds, the technology or the Doctors to deal with big numbers.
The main threat is from South Africa. I use spreadsheets for everything from to-do lists, to recipes, to any kind of thing I feel like listing. Being very mildly OCD, this is a lot of spreadsheets. I track various numbers to see whats going on in SA for fun. A section
We are just blowing through 18%. A very big number. This is good or bad news, depending on what your preferencial mix (or conviction) of fatality/duration is.
How well Botswana does almost entirely depends on how quickly that SA % number can be turned around, due to our shared border.
Just an opinion.
In answer to some email questions I get:
I’ve had a few of these, but it’s right to ride it out here, rather than running, and returning to my friends who don’t have the choice, a year from now, and it’s beautiful here. Unless I can get my (non-exclusive) Botswana citizenship, then I have much more flexibility. I’m working on it.
There’s been a lot of drinking.
So I set off early this morning into the Delta. With no tourism the few people there are the anti-poaching division of the Botswana Defence Force, and poachers, and 2 friends 125K NW of me today.
They have my sat phone and I got an “all well” from them this morning at 05:48:28 UTC. They’re on a once-in-lifetime epic adventure I bailed on until next year, as I sit at a desk and work with a ruler and sharp pencils on a personal project I have 2 weeks to complete. They’re here, about as exotic location as anywhere on earth
So, getting their SMS, I had to go out for the day, even without my phone.
I crossed paths with wildebeest and a small trailing herd of buffalo, running together, which I’ve never seen before
And even raced an ostrich for a while. Out of focus, don’t bother clicking
So I guess the fish collecting season has started, unless they lock us down again.