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Mvuu – The Home Of The Hippo

At last, I was going to make that trip to Mvuu Lodge. I had heard much about it, but had not yet visited and when Arthur said he was visiting Zambia and made me promise that he would catch a tiger fish, Mvuu was the obvious choice. And Craig was happy to also try his hand at tiger fishing, although his previous fishing attempts had really only been exercises in drowning worms. Arthur would teach him how to fish properly.

But before Arthur got his treat, we had visited Victoria Falls, Arthur’s old haunts in Kitwe and Shiwa Ngandu, all in a space of nine days. So by the time Saturday came around and we were heading off to Mvuu, we were tired of sitting in the car. But no problem – ‘we only have a short drive today’. I had not counted on the deterioration of the road since my last trip into that area a year previously; five hours later we were still in the car. But eventually we arrived to a welcome from John and Marcelle and most importantly, welcoming ice cold drinks.

That evening was spent relaxing and Arthur preparing rods and tackle for the next day because they were to be out on the river by six.  Which they were, together with Samson, their boatdriver/guide and fishing expert. As they disappeared up the river, I took myself back to bed for a few hours, trying to catch up on the missed sleep of the last few days and to recover from the many kilometres of driving. And I spent the rest of the day just lolling about, doing nothing until later that afternoon when we (myself and the other guests) took a boat cruise for some game viewing – much was seen – huge herds of elephant, including two young bulls that were play-fighting (interesting to see how the victor placed his trunk on the back of the loser), a big herd of buffalo and the inevitable mvuu (hippo). The cruise also included a stop-off on one of the sandbanks to watch the sun disappear over the horizon.

Finally, just before six that evening, I saw a boat making its way back to the lodge and as they got closer, I could see some happy, smiling faces, especially Arthur’s – he had caught his longed-for tiger. Craig, too, had caught a tiger. And thanks to the wonders of digital cameras, I was able to see the photographs of them immediately.

It goes without saying that Arthur was going to be fishing for our entire visit to Mvuu, so he was off early the next morning and not seen until very late that afternoon and three tiger fish later. But Craig and I had other plans – Canadians are supposed to be expert canoeists and he was going to teach me how these things work, so after a leisurely breakfast, we set off down the river in two canoes.  This was my first try at canoeing, and eventually I mastered it although most of the work was done by our guide. I was quite happy just to sit and let the river take us to wherever it was going; to spend the time enjoying the peacefulness of the area and the quiet out on the river. Our pickup from the canoe trip was a little late (or it had taken us less time than expected to get there), but we were still not over the tiredness of the last few days, so sat dozing in the shade (this was October) before the boat arrived and we made our way back up river.

That evening’s excitement was Craig stepping on a scorpion.  From the shriek, I imagined it to be at least twelve inches long with an enormous sting – what a photo opportunity! Sadly, I stepped on it (I had shoes on) whilst looking for it – all of two inches - so the opportunity was squashed.

On our last day, we were heading for Siavonga and needed to be away fairly early, but Arthur was not going to miss a minute of fishing.  Again, he was up and on the river by six for a few hours (yes, we had to pack his bags into the vehicle). After a quick breakfast, we were on the road again by ten, making our way back, but all feeling very relaxed and ready for our visit to Siavonga and the dam wall, which Arthur had never seen when he lived here forty year ago.

Mvuu Lodge is a tented camp, but also has a camp site. The tents all have spacious en suite bathrooms and overlook the Zambezi River. They have a small swimming pool just off the main nsaka and a large lawn. Like all lodges in and near our game parks, wild animals have right of way and hippo and other animals are often found wandering through the camp. They have a good number of boats available for hire by keen fishermen (and women) and their guides are certainly knowledgeable about the good fishing areas.

Bookings for Mvuu can be made by email (info@mvuulodge.com) or through your travel agent.

Photographs by Arthur Steevens and Craig Hartnett