footprints
When we stopped to get firewood I hopped out of the Land Rover to search for fuel. The ground looked like a moonscape with grey craters in the dried mud. Upon closer inspection I discovered they were elephant tracks. Each print was about 3 feet in diameter. I could fit my whole body in one of the holes. This was one of the smaller and more shallow holes. I was in search of a big one to take a pic of when David yelled at me to come back and stop wandering off as it was not safe in the bush. Oh well.
Formerly the British protectorate of Bechuanaland, Botswana adopted its new name upon independence in 1966. Four decades of uninterrupted civilian leadership, progressive social policies, and significant capital investment have created one of the mos... ... read more 
