Nov 192017
 

Okavango From The Bottom Up and Top Down

 

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Okavango panorama

 

A trip like no other?

This article is dedicated to the Walk For Rhinos 2017 and especially for Kane Motswana – ‘Kane the Bushman’ on Facebook. This walk is from Shakawe to Maun, some 300 miles – 500 km – around the north-eastern side of the Okavango.
 

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Walk for Rhinos 2017 map. November 6-24th.

 
Do, or should I say, did I know the Okavango? The Okavango Basin stretches some 13,000 sq km (5,000 sq miles) and is one of the Seven Natural Wonders of Africa. I have traveled up, down and across the delta a few times. To say I know the region would be a gross misrepresentation of facts. But I will share a part with you of the little I know.

It all must have started in the early seventies – because I don’t remember the sixties! It was a quiet, overcast, sultry day in late summer, on the banks of the Jukskei River, somewhere near Hartbeespoort Dam – which side, I can’t actually remember either.

While minding my own business, staring into the gently flowing water, I heard my name being called, some 400 meters into the bush, beyond the opposite bank. After answering, I waited for the mystery female voice to appear. It materialized into a young woman struggling through endless khaki weed, sporting a pink tracksuit now bedecked from ankles to shoulders with tiny, black sticky seeds. She resembled the Pink Panther, with bad, five-day old stubble. Recognizing my new visitor, I waded through the water to the other bank to help Kim, the wife of a friend, and longtime African explorer.
 

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A map of the largest inland delta in the world.

 
Kim’s news was short, yet unbeknown to me, it was about to change my life in a major way. “National Geographic need you to guide them through the Kalahari, to the Okavango Delta and up to Angola to film Bushman.”

You can’t go through the Khoisan Kalahari territory in Botswana. And besides, there is a war on in Angola!” I replied, before explaining to her how futile her efforts were to remove the blackjacks from her tracksuit. “Leave them on until we get back to camp.”

Thanks. We must hurry, they’re waiting,” was Kim’s quiet reminder.

Back at camp, I got the whole brief on the Geographic team’s plans and purposes. It came about that they had already received permission from the leader of Botswana, Sir Seretse Khama.

That was amazing.  The only group to get the same privilege in some thirty years was a French anthropological team, two years before.

The exclusivity of a trip with National Geographic was certainly significant. Especially since the expedition was to find, film and study the – Bushman – Khoisan people. The resultant documentary was to be made about their general and sociable habits, as well as their hunting and food gathering methods. And any artwork that might be found in the region was not excluded.

The ‘main man’ in this expedition was a famous American anthropologist – proficient in the Khoisan culture. This man – and associates – had spent extensive time studying the Khoisan some decades before and this trip would retrace his steps.
 

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Three space images of the delta joined into one. (source)

 
Our itinerary would take us from Johannesburg to Gaborone in Botswana, through the middle of the Kalahari to Ganzie. From there on, we would travel to Maun, into the Okavango, on up to Shakawe – at the Caprivi Strip – by boat. Then by land to the Tsodilo Hills and from there, to Chobe Lodge via Croc Camp – Maun – and back to Johannesburg. The trip would take approximately five to six months. As it was, some footage was not up to National Graphics standards, resulting in a flight back to Ganzie for a re-shoot at Tanakas’ Borehole.

Having spent a fair amount of time with the Kalahari Khoisan, they have a passion to teach interested people how they function and live. This is quite in contrast to most isolated tribal peoples of the world. I was obviously asked where, what and why I was there. I briefly mentioned the party was headed to the Delta to film the River Bushman – also a Khoisan people much like themselves. Suffice to say, this stirred up a hornet’s nest of question and answer time for me.

I had no knowledge of a people, like the Khoisan, living in a desert water-land, because I had always learned Khoisan lived where water was scarce. These people – one of the best kept secrets in the delta – have existed on the islands and edges of the Okavango delta swamp land, for as long as they have known their own history. I was very hopeful I might be able to have meetings with them myself!

The clan in the Kalahari begged me to convey their greetings and gave me a gift to give them. Khoisan, you may not know, are a very interactive people. This is immediately observable with their children, in the folktales they tell, and the dances depicting hunting and life experiences, which are not to be missed.

In case you are wondering about the names used, here is a brief layout. The term Bushman or especially ‘Boesman’ is frowned upon today. They are now known as the Khoi and San – or Khoisan – with only two tribes /Gwi and !Kung. Real tongue twisters for western cultures to pronounce correctly. And these make up the sum total of the once well-known Bushman people.

Our convoy consisted of three, safari-ready Land Rovers prepared for expedition travel in Cape Town with overhead hatches. Included in the bag was a converted ex-military, 7 ton Bedford 4×4, beefed up a little. We traveled through the Kalahari, spending time wherever we found occupied San camps. And, when our water supply – carried in the Bedford, which I drove – started running low, we moved on to a San settlement called Tanaka’s borehole, established by the Japanese anthropologist of that name.

There was a hand pump at the borehole – also a small diesel engine that worked when diesel and an operator could be found – where two small tribes of Khoisan had settled. Here we camped for some time, while script, filming, and editing were done. Every move of the Khoisan was meticulously observed – including their hunting skills – for months and put on film. When satisfied that all had been meticulously recorded, we then moved on to the Okavango Delta. FYI, the Okavango is, in fact, a flooded desert region where the water eventually disappears into the sand. Where to, no one yet knows.
 

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Makoro punting boats. Carved from hollowed out trees. (source)

 
Arriving at Maun, the team split up into two parties. One went up the swamps with water-proof, 16mm, French-made, Beaulieu Cameras in hand and two boats, on the way to find and film the ‘River Bushman’ and the aquatic life surrounding them.

I took the other team, consisting of all the vehicles, drivers and support staff via Lake Ngami, on up the western boundary of the delta and waited for the river team to reach Shakawe.

When the anthropologist, producers, directors and camera crews arrived at Shakawe, the expedition moved on with the vehicles to the Tsodilo Hills for more filming. My choice was to find the River Khoisan myself and I left the National Geographic crew, choosing to go back with the two boatmen and their boats. The plan was to meet up again in Maun.

From Shakawe to Maun airport is a distance of 150 miles – 240 km – and by water, it ends up at some 350 miles – 560 km. That trip is one I will never forget! If you have never seen the delta, my suggestion is to put it on your bucket list immediately.

I found some of the swamp’s Khoisan people on Chiefs Island at a camp where they were spending the night, obviously living in perfect harmony with their abundant water. Very much unlike their cousins, the desert San, for whom water is a rare commodity.

After leaving those fascinating people, I stopped for a week at my friend’s camp on Chiefs Island before going on to Croc Camp at Maun. The one fiberglass boat was our own – my father and I – and the other, an aluminum one, was mainly used for cargo and belonged to my friend, the co-owner of Croc Camp.

I met up with the team back in Maun for the next trip up to the Chobe River where another large amount of data was collected and recorded. Having spent a little over a week at the Chobe Lodge, we went back to Maun and then on to Johannesburg.

Go find yourself an expert survivalist! A San man, who will teach you the things of the bush and I know you’ll never forget or regret the experience.

Get led through the natural bush by its natural people, the Khoisan. They will point out the traditional ways in which they find their daily bush food and if you ask, they will share their many secrets of the wild. They will teach you how to track and what to look out for when you next go wandering in the wilds yourself. Our senses are naturally highly tuned, but become dulled in our electronic, modern world. We need to know how to reignite them in the bush, to better experience it’s secrets.

I hope you have as much fun as I did those many years ago. I have done everything from flying, fishing and pulling hair out of sleeping elephant’s tails and I still have not had enough of the swamps.

The Khoisan people have now formed a trust with the government where they live and take tourists as a means to survive, since they are no longer allowed to hunt. The guides will escort you through their land – in good English too and some speak Afrikaans as well.

As much as it is impossible to know the swamps, it is equally impossible to describe and the best offer is a video.

Video run time: 53:30 minutes.

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