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Australians that were between us and the hippos. The two burly
herbivores created a decent-sized wave that they pushed toward our
flotilla of canoes.
Of course, I didn’t want us to get swamped by the other canoes
or the hippos, so we paddled hard on the right to turn the canoe
quickly to the left and away from the only disturbance I could see on
the broad, vibrant runnel. Platoons of sacred ibis perched on a dead
tree above us scattered, a gangly saddle-billed stork stalked the tall
grass, a vibrant malachite kingfisher seesawed on a looping reed and a
pair of monitor lizards slithered off a downed, waterlogged tree while
snaking their way downriver.
A pair of elephants, one with an impressive display of tusks,
lumbered along the edge of the Zambezi and barely paid us any
attention as our paddles pierced the glassy waters. We landed our
canoes on a convenient sandbar in the middle of the river, enjoying
sundowners and watching an array of wildlife traveling up and down the
Zambezi. It’s where the pulse of the river draws people to sustainability
and its wildlife clings to it.
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