We then turned the boat toward the far side of the river, and yes, thanks to the aforementioned rise and fall of the water, the depth of the Zambezi at any given point can vary greatly. He is The Captain trying to restart the motor after we motored into a very very shallow part and stalled. That sandbar we hunted on is there in the distance behind. ..



...about two minutes after this we completely bottomed out about 1/2 way across the river, this required us all to alight the "boat" (here in Aus that little thing is called a "Tinny") and walk it off the sand...yes...walking in the middle there, it started ankle deep and I levitated back into the boat at a bit past knee deep. I can tell you, all good sense said it was OK, no Hippo or Crocs just here, too shallow, I could see them coming anyway...yep all good...sure it is....no problem at all....let me back in that freaking boat NOW......

How the locals roll...



And why... sadly... people form a stable part of the Crocs diet here on the river....





.... that is a home, one of many in on the sandbars. LOTS of people live in those big weeds. You can see the worn path down to the water where they fetch water and enter/leave a boat. Such regular activities are bait for Crocs who will hunt just like we do. Look for patterns of behaviour and start to target these. Sadly at one point we saw what it looks like what Croc meets human and a Croc taken in the Camp earlier in the year did contain easily identifiable people parts...

Still motoring down stream there were more of the locals out....



And great WHITE (Lilly White) Hunter being fried by the African sun !!! ...



By now it was well past lunchtime and so we put in onto one of the sandbars. After a quick walk around we settled in and had some lunch (left over Cape Buffalo steaks ) by the river. I also managed to find a little place I was thinking of making an offer on as a fixer up/ weekender...



It was then back in the boat and further downriver....we were now well below our camp. We came down and to a looooong and bare sandbar that, earlier in the day was well underwater. With some great luck and no skill or forethought...we decided to put in and have a walk around on it. Boet also suggested we take a "Great White Hunter" pic or two. On this, understand that I don't at all take myself very seriously and tend to have a good deal of fun with most subjects...

So I give you... "Great White Hunter" (note the sandbar is still wet from being underwater just an hour or so earlier) .....