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News from Goliath Safaris - Sept 2009 Every year towards the end of August, the winds of change sweep through Mana Pools. At around noon the wind picks up and then in the late afternoon, thankfully carries itself away again. It s a very necessary part of the season, helping to shed old leaves and spread dry seed pods and its arrival this ...

Travel advice is all very useful and important, especially the stuff about what to do in the event of an accident or a medical emergency. Usually the advice is: get decent International Insurance that will get you admitted into a decent medical facility. What is missed, though, is that the most exciting destinations, the get-away-from-it-all ...

In January 2009, at the height of the rainy season, I was investigating one of the more exciting stretches of flooded black cotton soil in Zimbabwe s Mana Pools National Park. I had a good vantage-point, since I was up to the knees in the stuff. We ll give it a go, I called to Sally, my wife, who - wisely - was sitting in the comfort of our 80 Se...

SUMMARY OF TALK GIVEN BY CONSULTANT ENGINEER TERRY KABELL ABOUT THE SAFETY OF KARIBA DAM July 2009 (Updated March 2014) Prepared by THE ZAMBEZI SOCIETY Terry Kabell is a very experienced engineer who spent many years with Water Development in Rhodesia and then Zimbabwe. More recently he has worked throughout Africa as a cons...

POLICE ROADBLOCKS: HELP FOR TRAVELLERS (With acknowledgements to Margaret Kriel s Morning Mirror Radio Programme, ZBC) Here are a few pointers to assist travellers to the Zambezi region with Police roadblocks in Zimbabwe. Note the difference between types of roadblocks you will encounter: MARKED ROAD BLOCKS Marked Roadblocks ...

News from Goliath Safaris - June 2009 Somewhere deep in the recesses of our hearts, in chambers that are more ethereal than physical, lie our most treasured memories, be they images, scents or sounds. In times of stress or strife we reach down and gently lift out those that are soft to the touch, easy on the ear and quiet on the mind. The ...

Old Slit-Ear stood motionless in the deep shade of the mahogony tree with his trunk resting on the ground. He dozed. A deep, resonant snore arose from his massive bulk, mingled with that pungent, warm, bull elephant musk. After about five minutes he stirred, raised his trunk lazily upwards to rub an itchy patch above his ear, slid it down over...