Down on the river below camp (it empties into the Zambezi Delta) ...



A wild banana tree (one of many)...



Some more emergency transport (again anticipating the Nissan passing away ) ...



So after a lunch of cold meats and salad we packed up and got out into the bush for a look around. Now this was to look for Kudu but also Warthog if either presented. After about 40mins of driving we were well out into the bush, we packed up under some shade and set forth to see what was about. This area has LOTS of game, Bushbuck, Waterbuck, Nyala, Sable, Kudu, Warthog, Leopard, Lion, Elephant and LOTS of Baboons...!!!!! But it was Kudu I was after (or Warthog). We saw a few Kudu Cows and a very young bull. But nothing to really hunt further. I COULD ($$$$s aside) have taken a VERY large Waterbuck (very large) a nice Nyala and a Nice Sable. All things you would happily spend a week hunting for one their own (and then I see them all in a period of about 90mins walking !!!!)... but my bank account was not willing and any of these would have meant passing on a Kudu.

As we were hunting there are no great attempts to take pics, as much as this really tested me - but on this part of the trip hunting first !!)... only one of a mixed group of critters I snapped back near the truck...



So on the drive back to camp we had a chat about "what now" and Boet's thoughts were twofold, I was a "Cheap Bastard" and he was not going to be able to pry any extra $$s out of me and that this was not their best area for Kudu, the reality (and I get it) was a couple of days here was to try and get me to spend some more....



.... but those things don't breed in my bag so I knew what my limitations were (BTW - the most stressful thing on this trip, organisationally, was travelling around with that much cash on me all the bloody time) !!!! In Moz, all payments beyond the package price, which in my case was going to be tips and trophy fees excluding the Buffalo as it was part of the package.

As a result of this, I was was never going to BS him or he me, we decided to pack back up that afternoon, get back on the road and up into the Croc Camp . Yes I was looking forward to this !!!!!

Poor Jake the Cook had just put a load of bread rolls on for dinner as well

With some running around we were back on the road well before dark but first needed to cross that river below camp...and another stick bridge. This one a little longer than the rest (along with plenty of cracking and groaning)...