Tag Archive: African Touch

May 05

Stalked . . . by a plastic bag

Hippos double as rocks on a Chobe River sandbank.

The hippos lolling on a sandbank in Chobe River could have been mistaken for boulders – until our boat got stuck beside them. After tolerating our vessel’s roaring outboards for several minutes, they headed into the water. Some emerged nearby, only their eyes and ears to be seen. When Moffat, our boat captain, said he’d …

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