“Bring me that horizon”
Captain Jack Sparrow certainly knew a thing or two about the value of an open horizon for giving you sense of freedom. Over the last few weeks I’ve been lucky enough to be taken out and about a bit on various trips – so I’ve been able to see a bit of the country side.
Botswana is a seemingly endless plain – gently unrolling to the edge of the earth. It can seem deceptively flat, until you reach the crest of a rise you weren’t entirely sure you were climbing, and you see before you more plains, stretching further than you can see in any direction. In the far distance there may be further low hills, there are often piles of boulders, as though they’ve been swept up by a giant – an imitation of the piles of leaves left every morning after the yard is swept. The bush is, by and large, made up of short unfriendly-looking trees, but looking at a hillside from a distance shows a variety impossible to detect close up – rarely are two trees of the same shade next to each other.
This country is beautiful. Wild and strong, alternately strikingly stark and breathtakingly beautiful. There’s something about it that gets under your skin… Three days of being back in the city, I find myself itching to get out again…
Here are some of the pictures I’ve taken on my travels. But if you really want to know what it’s like – you’ll have to come and see for yourself.