We'd been doing it tough all morning, wearing ourselves out lolling, lounging and lying around. The wind was up but the wildlife wasn't, which was starting to disappoint. Right about then the stage manager that Tracey is sure lurks up on the riverbank cued the elephants.
Down came literally twenty, including two very young ones, at a fair clip and went straight for the water. Hard to say if cooling down or drinking was the priority, but they fanned out, pretty much took over the beach and saw off a pod of hippos
One of the little guys got right into the mood and gallumphed along through the shallows, uttering some damn cute yelps of what we figure must have been delight.
Leaving the houseboat is a sad moment, because it's far exceeded our expectations. We've been very well cared for by the crew, it's all been very comfortable (all right, the bed was a little hard but who cares in this context?) and we've gotten right up to many animals. Every so often we've spotted a safari vehicle and not once envied their occupants the dust, bouncing around and lack of armchairs and gin & tonic :) Surely safari by boat is the most civilised way to see the wild.
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