After the tiny plane flight in, to be met by Mokoro and glide silently through the reeds to the camp, has to be the ultimate experience. Knowledge, my guide, lived up to his name and poled his mokoro to a nearby island where we stalked on foot for hours, returning to a delightful laid back lunch or dinner. We happened upon a wide variety of game and I realised quickly that the water was no barrier to them.
I was the only guest at first and was offered the treehouse by Lennar, the Manager. After the first night and very little sleep, I was shown the other reed huts further back in the island, but demurred and opted to stick it out in the treehouse which has splendid views over the delta and cooling breezes. Elephant and hippos visited at night, the former shaking the palms and bringing down the dates in a huge shower, while the hippos grunted all night up and down the waterway.
A visit to the nearby village, made me realize just how much we take for granted and how different we are. The villagers have no refrigeration or running water and only a couple of small solar panels to generate some power in a couple of huts. They have been stopped from fishing the local crystal clear waters. It seems incredible that they are unable to have at least one tap in the middle of the village. I support the owners' eco friendly stance at Delta Camp and also realize that they are constrained by Government regulations to maintain the Delta's pristine quality.
Try Delta Camp if you want something which will stay in your mind forever.
