The flight to Jacana was 30 minutes and Mr. Deep and I were the only passengers on the small plane. When we arrived we were picked up at the airstrip by Bee our guide. How funny that his name was Bee and our guide at Chitabe was named BB. Anyway, Bee picked us up and we drove for 30 minutes in an open air safari vehicle. We then came to a boat launch and took a boat an additional 30 minutes to Jacana.
|I can't take credit for this photo but here is an aerial view of the Jacana camp that I borrowed from the Wilderness Safari website.|
|Close up of a hippo's head|
To add to the feeling of being completely off the grid, as we were driving to the boat Bee told us that we would be the only guests at Jacana for the entire three days. At first, I was a little sorry to hear that as we had met some nice people at Chitabe but I very quickly (15 seconds) got over it and decided that having the place and the staff to ourselves would be fabulous. If we were late to dinner or a game drive no one would care. If we were loud and obnoxious no one would care. We were THE guests.
Jacana reminded me of Gilligan's Island. I don't know why but a lot of things I see in life remind me of TV shows that I watched as a kid often in reruns after school. Luckily Mr.Deep has the same point of reference and any time we see a monkey one of us will sing the Monkees theme song. But back to Jacana I could imagine being shipwrecked on an island surrounded by a lagoon and having to build huts out of the materials available. Also I could imagine living there with no knowledge of what was happening in the world and lying in bed at night listening to the sounds of wildlife...hippos are loud. But Jacana also had a pool, a full bar and fabulous food so it wasn't really like life as a stranded castaway.
|Gilligan's Island right?|
|If the professor on Gilligan's Island had built a bar it might have looked like this.|
|The Okavango Delta has salt islands meaning that when the floods come the water contains salt and minerals and then when the water evaporates the salt and minerals remain.|
|The papyrus grows in the water but is not rooted to the ground so the hippos and crocs can easily walk/swim right through. Hippos don't swim. |
Driving through the flood
|View from our room|