Climate and Landscape
After months of making the slow crawl from the highlands of Angola, the Delta waters have crept up almost subconsciously, finally arriving on our doorstep at Seba, filling our lagoon and inviting all kinds to drink at the well. Our cup runneth over with game sightings in May.
The action was spectacular in and around camp alone. A big male leopard dragged his impala kill up a tree above a management tent, and sat there feeding for two days before another leopard came to claim his share. The managers awoke to sounds of snarling and hissing, somewhat reluctantly privy to this bitter middle-of-the-night standoff between one big male and one very precocious young cat.
A pack of wild dogs chased a pair of impala into the camp’s lagoon, only to stop at the water’s edge and look on with plaintive stares as one buck swam to safety and the other met his tragic end. And we could only watch from the deck with a mixture of adrenaline-induced thrill and empathy at raw nature, uncensored.
There were a few out-of-season sightings of baby bushbuck and wildebeest. Just metres from a bush dinner we witnessed a hyaena rob a leopard of his kill with an unrivalled display of hyaena force and dominance. The hyaena devoured the hindquarters of the impala in three easy bites. A pride of six lions had yet another adult male kudu kill, which was enough to feed them well, making them laze around for days. We also found an elephant carcass with hundreds of vultures swarming around it.
Winter in the Delta is in full swing. True, daylight has dwindled but our days are as full as ever. The cooler weather is amenable to all-day outings, allowing guests to experience the great expanse of our diverse concession by motor boat, game viewer or mokoro -- sometimes all three in one day. We’re taking advantage of the season with toasty, fire-side picnics and mugs of gluhwein, drinking soup and cosying up with hot water bottles in bed. We welcome any excuse to do port and sherry samplings and serve hot toddies with dessert.
So where does this leave us? Right here on the south-western edge of the Okavango, content in the season and its crisp nights and clear days with an expanse of channels to explore.
Newsletter by Hailey Gaunt
Photos © Ben Gaunt