We thought it would be a lazy day floating down the lower Zambezi in our canoes, having a picnic lunch along the river's edge at little Vundu Camp and enjoying the mountains slowly gliding by on the Zambian side of the river. We had not fully anticipated the buoyant hippos popping up at each bend, with their deep throated rumbles of a "Ho, ho, ho" (like some sinister villain in a child's tale) as we passed, nor the occasional crocodile sunning his teeth on a sandy bank. Keep your feet in the boat and a good look out for the baby hippos. You wouldn't want to wind up between them and their mothers.
"Thrilling" was the correct way to name this 8 hour tour, and worth every second. And, to cap it all off, the riverside sundowner following our adventure presented us with our first lioness, with attendant lion cub, sighting. As she contentedly gnawed on the carcass of a wart hog, he rolled in the grass and swatted at the butterflies.