I don’t have photos from the 1980s when we went on a walking safari in the Okavango. The dugouts dropped us on the largest island of the delta and the accompanying ranger looked for elephants. He soon found a small herd and we crept closer, keeping upwind. We were possibly 300 metres away from them when they noticed us. They started to move away and the ranger shouted: “Up and at them!”. We all started racing towards the fleeing elephants who picked up speed. While doing that the only thing I could think was: “What am I doing? What if they turn round and start chasing ME?!”

They never did, luckily. They were just faster than us and soon disappeared from those pesky, insignificant humans.

FOWC with Fandango: Safari

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