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Day 7: Saturday, Oct 11 M a n a t o M a t u s a d o n a After an early breakfast, we pack up and head to the local "airport" for the short flight back to Kariba, our stopover before heading to our next destination, Matusadona National Park. We elected to make the return trip by air rather than that punishing four-hour drive. The dirt airstrip is red and dusty-dry. The "airport facilities" consist of a limp windsock and... well, that was all I could see. Still, it was smooth and serviceable. Eventually a twin-engine 8-passenger Beechcraft appears and takes us over the brown undulating hills to Kariba, giving a fine view of the land. From the air, I clearly see what the Mana Pools area consists of; twisting oxbows and dry pans bounded by the broad Zambezi to the north.
![]() John kindly took us for a quick look at the Lake Kariba dam, a sight he's no doubt seen hundreds of times. That afternoon we relax by the pool at the Kariba Breezes Hotel, a pleasant, white-washed establishment on the shore of the lake. Weaver birds endlessly tended to their nests in the palm trees towering over the pool. Later, along with Jane and Graeme we travel by speedboat across the lake to the camp at Matusadona, a 45 minute ride. We pass odd-shaped 'chapenta' fishing boats with their large conical bow nets and outrigger lights for night fishing. Patches of water hyacinth flash by. The lake is near flat calm.
That night we slept well, the animal noises were less than at Mana. I wonder what tomorrow will be like. Will we see more lions? Maybe a rhino?
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