Posts Tagged ‘Botswana Camping Safari’

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A Poem of Africa

I came across this poem of Africa and thought I would share it.  When I first posted the poem I had no idea who wrote it but a reader left a comment saying the poem was written by C. Emily Dibb.  Having camped many nights in the African bush this simple poem captures that feeling…

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Mobile Camping Safaris in Botswana

Back to the Basics: Mobile Camping Safaris in Botswana, Part 2

Mobile Camping Safaris in Botswana provide an unparalleled experience of wild Africa and is truly an authentic African adventure.  A mobile camping safari brings you deep into the African wilderness where you can see, smell, and feel Africa.  There’s something magical about sitting close to the campfire on a dark night listening to a lion’s…

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Mobile Camping Safaris

Back to the Basics:  Mobile Camping Safaris in Botswana, Part 1

Mobile Camping Safaris in Botswana Safari is a Swahili word meaning journey, and for centuries explorers and traders embarked on safari expeditions deep into the interior of Africa.  Today, a safari refers to almost any type of tour in Africa or beyond, usually involving luxury lodges with all the comforts and amenities. However, a mobile…

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Camping in the African Bush

In some ways, night is my favorite time on safari.  As the campsite quiets down I lie in my tent reflecting on the day’s game sightings and listening for sounds of the African night.  I can make out the glittering constellations of the southern hemisphere through the tent’s mesh window.  Tired from an exciting day in the bush I fight off sleep, trying to remain alert to the calls and cries of Africa’s nocturnal creatures.  Far off I hear the roar of lions preparing for the night’s hunt.   Through the crisp night air, the plaintive howl of a hyena seems very close to camp.  In the mopane trees surrounding our cluster of tents an African Scops owl calls out with its repeating single note.  Krruup… krruup… krrupp… krrupp….  Then a twig snaps near the tent.  I immediately recall the story our guide told us after dinner and my thoughts race to identify the cause of the snapping branch.

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