South Africa: Solitude, quiet and wilderness – travelling down the Zambezi river

I was on a mission. 

I was late for a meeting with a client in Victoria Falls, a visit that inadvertently involved bumping into a friend from the Philippines – who didn’t know that he needed a second wedding ring – and a jet boat over the rapids to a lodge on an island. Which might have had something to do with a search for a bird known as Schalow’s turaco.  

To the disinterested, Schalow’s turaco looks much the same to the avifaunal-misinformed as the Knysna or…