ALONE IN BOTSWANA
AFTER almost a month of solitude, we left the Central Kalahari Game Reserve (CKGR) with almost no fuel, no water and only tinned food. On reaching the tar road the police waved us down: “Botswana is going into lockdown tomorrow at midnight,” they advised. Having picked up a 3G signal, the BBC World Service painted a bleak picture of the pandemic – things had changed dramatically during our period offline.
The only sensible option was to backtrack to the small town of Ghanzi, and refuel both us and the Land Rover. After that options were limited with National Parks and all hotels, lodges and campgrounds already closed. Fortunately we had the caravan. Early the following morning Liz and I started to make some calls. Finally Drotsky’s Cabins, somewhere we’d previously visited in 2005 and renowned for their hospitality, could accommodate us. We just had to travel 470 kilometres to get there!
The road to Sehithwa is excellent although a strong headwind restricted us to 80 kph. At the turn of the infamous A35 however, the potholes begun to appear making our British roads look like am incredible, sinuous ribbon of Tarmac. To
