After the spectacular sunrise as described in the previous post, we left at 8:00 am for a Mokoro-trip on the Okavango.
A Mokoro was originally a dugout, but today polyester Mokoro’s are used, at least by Guma Lagoon Camp.
We leave with the motorboat and need to put on our life jackets, a little exaggerated we find, as we sail along the banks of the canal at a snail’s pace. The papyrus and reed beds are wonderful and we see dozens of birds.
The kingfisher (which must be related to our “ijsvogel“) was one of the dots height.
On a bushy island a dozen mokoros lie waiting for customers . Simon is looking for one, put two “seats” on the bottom and pushes us away with its handle.
He takes care of the balance. So we have to surrender to the sometimes delicate balance.
Near the water have a nice view of the water plants and the environment
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We see geese
A tree full of cormorants and their young
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And to crown the trip a couple of fish eagles
of which one remains calling quite tough as we get closer
A stop with a walk on another island brings us into contact with elephant dung and hippo footpints, the animals we have not seen …
At about half past one, we are back to where we left the motor boat and we put on our jackets again. Simon accelerates and we go full speed back to the campsite (60km/h he says). Good enough, but now you can understand why the jackets were needed…
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