Hwange Park, Zimbabwe - 17 Nov. 2018

The camps we have been staying at are all off the grid. At this one there is a campfire every night, then in the morning they relight it very early and when it burns down they use the coals to make toast. I just knew Linda would take a photo of this.

Secretary Bird. Give me a medal, I finally remembered the name of a bird.

Most roads are not like this. And they shouldn’t be named roads as what they really are is dusts.

Right off our guide, they are truly guides here, spotted the track of a lion. Unfortunately these tracks were all we saw of lions today.

But we did see dozens of these by the end of the day.

And those sightings were between our camp and the park.

The gate station is off the grid just like our camp. You just have to admire the ingenuity used to charge their walkie talkies.

Crimson-breasted shrike.

Don’t think the above was my doing. The photo of the bird as well as the photo of the book were by Linda. At least I was smart enough to marry well. Brilliant Bob.

The ants go marching one by one, not. It’s termites on the move.

Photo by Linda. Not a clue what the plant is. Baffled Bob.

Everyone knows what this bird is, so no need to name it.

The two toned ostrich. See, I do know the names of these birds. Smart Bob.

Linda has informed me, curved tail = baboon, straight tail = monkey.

Double trunked, three tusk elephant? Bad Bob.

Nap time, though it is unusual to see an elephant lying down on the ground as they usually sleep standing up.

We never tire of see the baby elephants.

How could we not want to come back to Africa.