Ya we are in kafue national park we excitedly thought as we drove under the boom gate on the tarred double road. Little did we no 1.5 hours later down an ever diminishing grave road which although fairly recently built was soggy from the rains. This rain had brought the bush to life, with every twig and branch sprouting new leaves hiding the chattering birds and the animals blend in the undergrowth. Finally the sign to the riverside car park pointing down a muddy dirt track, seven hundred meters later we are at the river bank the 4 wheel drive is covered in mud splashes and its foot step piled high in red dirt. We tentatively get out excite to start the search for the pangolin? The river edge is slippery as we make out way down the bank carefully trying not to get the new converse sneakers dirty to the awaiting boat. Hoping our bags, well actually suitcases including sparkly sandals and new clothes ready for any event like a celebration party wont sink the boat. The river is sublime as we weave in and out rocky out crops in the water flowing gentle down stream with us. Our taxi driver come guides asks us what we are hoping to see in the Kafuwe national park? Our response comes swiftly a pangolin with an even faster reaction of laughter and but they are very difficult to see and nocturnal, not to be perturbed we drilled him for more information. He explained he and most of the staff had not seen one but one of the other guides did 3 months ago. There is hope and we will cling to that. The lodge was lovely, overlooking a rocky island in the river. Through Palm leaves swaying in the wind we contemplated our pangolin search on our veranda while listening to the peaceful sounds of crickets and the distant echoing calls from birds whistling to each other only to be drowned out by an occasional hippo snorting, but what noise does the pangolin make?
Posted on: Wed, 31 Dec 2014 12:08:00 +0000
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