“I acknowledge that I am aware of an appreciate the real dangers and risks that are associated with visiting Livingstone Island on the Zambezi River arising inter alia from slippery rock surfaces, river currents, flash floods and the presence of wild and dangerous animals, reptiles, and insects and the real risk of suffering bodily harm, injury and even death.” As we waited for our boat at the dock of the Royal Livingstone Hotel each of us signed a waiver, as you do when participating in any risky activity. We were all aware that the risk of swimming at Devil’s Pool was a little higher than many other adrenaline activities, but that’s half the thrill of it, right? Read more
Dawn broke on boxing day and presented us with another sunny day. Not too hot, not too windy, just beautiful. The perfect day for a road trip.
Jared and I had been planning our Christmas break adventure for weeks. We had it all sorted out, the days the activities, the stops. I knew though, from many past experiences, things never go exactly as planned. This trip was no different.
We packed up the car with the things we would need for the coming week. I said goodbye to Darcy. We filled the car with fuel. Then we were off.