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Read Stories from Anabezi & the Lower Zambezi

Margarine yellow, the moon has risen slowly above the Zambezi, carving a path of liquid gold in eddy and ripple, morsed into splashes and dashes by the trunks of the winterthorns along the river. There’s a crackle of “kaingu” on the

Leopards and baboons, have, since their respective species emerged from the primordial soup, been set against each other in pitched warfare. Their shared realm of the tree canopy, the leopard’s opportunistic propensity to prey on baboon, and the primate’s to

Diamonds on the Soles of their Spoor… Limousine languid and ticking softy in the still air, the ephemeral iridescence of spider hunting wasps circle a nearby winter cassia. Its late afternoon and we are already hot, dusty and tired, but that’s

If you follow us on Instagram or Facebook, you may well have noticed something of a proliferation of elephant across our feed of late. Fact is, in addition to the two male lions Blackie and Ginger wandering through the miombo

Snail soft and slow, the full moon rises above the sweep of the Mushika river bed, its light strong and true in the crisp winter air, setting the silica in the sand to glitter like so many brilliant gems, oneiric