Follow my Footsteps: The living museum

I strolled over to the living museum, passing water-lilies growing in the floodplains and being heralded by several grey louries or ‘go away birds’, so called because they alert wildlife to the presence of hunters. “Kwe, kweeeee,” they squawked as I passed. A living...

Follow my Footsteps: Walking on water

Pandu zonene – ‘Thank you very much’. I learnt these two Kavango words today on a morning trip aboard the Hakusembe River Queen. My gratitude began at first light though when a soft mist hugged the slow-moving water. The sun rose red, warming the earth and the...

Follow my Footsteps: Heading north …

There was an element of danger on the road today. Large trucks made it slow-going in parts, a car had driven over the embankment and several ambulances made their way to the scene from Otjiwarongo. I had felt the disharmonious energy in the air earlier in the day and...