We arrived back in camp from Maun with the Hamiltons (Karen, Humphry and their twin 5-year-olds, William and Edward) who are going to be staying with us for a while. For the first time the trip there and back was uneventful. Maun was great thanks to the copious amounts of friends and fun. Fantastic to have Hamiltons here. All seem to be enjoying so far, although it is only day one. Brad had left ahead of us in the supply vehicle early this morning so I arrived to a brand new tent already in place with all my things restored to their usual position. What a fabulous husband.
We had a big storm in the late afternoon and into the evening. It hailed for a bit, the first time I have seen it in Botswana. Rio was thrilled. Ran around yelling “its raining ice” and gathering up the hailstones to eat.
Ozzie owl is thriving and is beginning to get the distinctive heart-shape formed out of feathers framing his face. He still looks ridiculous though but we all love him nevertheless. Humphrey caught a lizard for him, which impressed us all.