We move south into Zambia to visit Victoria Falls, another famous feature of Africa that was first discovered (by a European) by David Livingstone. The famous, 108 meter high waterfall is named Mosi-oa-Tunya (the Smoke that Thunders) in Swahili. I personally prefer that name, so much more magnanimous.
We enter Mosi-oa-Tunya National Park. As we walk in, we witness a small group of sable grazing on the dry grass. Under a eucalyptus tree, there is a baboon nibbling on something. This small park is surprisingly bio-diverse and boasts populations of hippos, crocodiles, elephants, antelope, buffalo, zebra, and warthog.
I lead us through a riverine forest toward the Falls. The trail is rugged, but not dangerous. On the way, we see a small warthog, probably a piglet that was separated from his mother. Hopefully he finds her again. We reach the river. Here thousands of cubic meters of water thunder down to the depths below. An amazing, powerful sight: a nearly 2000 meter long sheet of water. Mist is thrown hundreds of feet into the air. A few klipspringers (“rock jumpers” in Afrikaans) hop from rock to rock at water’s edge. This is a fabulous place to see during the wet season. During the dry season, the falls nearly dry up, and only a small cascade goes over the edge.
Those of us who are brave enough (or certifiably insane) take a dip in the Devil Pool: a shallow pool of water right at the edge of the falls from which there is virtually no risk of going over. Talk about exposure. (For all of you keeping score at home: this is only available during the dry season. Nice thing about virtual trips is that you can bend the laws of space and time.)
A slight toll must be paid to enter the Knife-Edge bridge and look directly over the cliffs. The view is spectacular, and even for those who climbed Kilimanjaro, a bit unnerving: knife edge is right! We take a footpath toward the Boiling Pot: a point where the strong water carved out a deep pit. Here, turbulent undercurrents produce a bubbling, boiling like appearance to the water.
Thoroughly soaked through and after many photographs, we head back up above the gorge for some R and R.