Lets go to Victoria Falls, morning noon and night!

Victoria falls. The notorious Victoria falls, the FAMOUS Victoria falls. They were something else, that’s for sure! We went in the morning, to, you know, catch the morning light as photographers do. There is something about waterfalls that makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, and no not that instant effect they have on your bladder, its.. something else. Once through the entrance gate, we journeyed down the waterfall track, and pre-conceded images in our minds of what we were about to see were instantly replaced by the real experience. Sights, smells and sounds all flooded in at once. It was so loud. The violent thundering sound of constant water plummeting down into the white mist below was almost deafening, yet it made me smile. The mist in the air settled in my hair, giving me a ‘very bad hair day’ look, but it didn’t matter because I was at the Vic Falls. Welcoming the mist to cool us from the sun, but hiding cameras under jackets for protection at the same time, we approached the little lookouts one after the other, in hopes of getting a better view than the previous marvel. Rainbows were everywhere, revealing themselves around nearly every corner, or hovering above pockets in the cliff valley below. We even saw a full circle rainbow. The white water was fearlessly spilling over the edge and franticly churning about at the bottom before finding the powerful current to take it elsewhere. Just magic! Everything about it made me smile.

I had been thinking about the bungee jump for quite some time now, but on the day I was suffering from quite the severe (and unpredictable) case of Tsodilo Hills and wasn’t confident in the probability of returning from such an activity without Tsodilo occurring on the way down (see Tsodilo Hills blog for definition). You never know with this sort of thing, so I’ll just wait for the Nile bungee now.

We went back to camp and had some lunch, downed a coca cola or two, squeezed in a quick nap and then headed back to the falls for sunset. Just when we thought the morning session couldn’t be topped, the sunset sights trumped on in. It was the whole morning session again, but golden. GOLDEN!

It was like someone had placed a yellow tinted adjustment layer over top of us, gorgeous light falling everywhere, making the view even more photogenic than before.

This time we headed to the bridge for some variance; you are now entering Zimbabwe, you are now entering Zambia, you are now entering Zimbabwe again. Had to do it.