Today we awoke early in our bush camp and went for a mokoro trip to another island in the Okavango Delta. When we got there we went for a walk in the wild and I do mean the wild. There are no fences here, only our African guide with a small knife.

The first part of the walk consisted of tracking our quarry. We walked through grass that was taller than most of us and it reminded me of the scene in the "Lost World" where they get attacked by Velocir Raptors. It was a little scary as anything could have appeared out of the thick grass.

We looked for clues as to where the animals were. We found footprints of baboons, impala and elephant. I even saw lion footprints, which gave me a bit of a fright, knowing I was walking virtually unguarded in the territory of the king of beasts. After about forty minutes of tracking we managed to spot the elephants that left the tracks. We crept up to them in the long grass in single file, stopping whenever the guide gave us the signal to do so. It was an amazing experience and I was glad to be right up the front. The big bull elephant hardly seemed to notice our presence and kept grazing as if we weren't even there.

After we left the elephants, we saw a herd of impala, which was much more interesting than seeing them on the truck. We really had to creep up on them, one sound and the male looked up and they all sprang away, about fifty of them. After about two hours we trekked back to the mokoros through the long grass and poled back to our camp for breakfast. Charles had made pancakes, awesome as usual. We took our tents down and packed up the Mokoros and poled over to Xau Island and camp UmVuVu.

I had a shower, "immediately" as Charles would say and then went and hung out at the bar in a hammock for the rest of the afternoon. That night we had our talent show, which I chose to be light and video for. The funniest part what when Yngvar, Mr. Norway 2010, pretended to be a crazy bi-lingual hippo and made his entrance to his act stuffed with pillows, two head torches around his head for ears, beer in hand, singing in Norwegian. It was one of the funniest things I have ever seen and I had trouble holding the camera still I was laughing so much.

We hung out at the bar for a bit longer afterwards and then I went off to bed in my tent, which has a real bed in it.