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📍Lower Zambezi National Park, Zambia The dry season in the Lower Zambezi turns the woodland into something skeletal. The grass has gone gold and brittle, the fallen trees stay wher e they fell, and the smoke from distant burning hangs in the air for weeks, softening the light into the color of old photographs. He came towards us with his ears already wide. Young enough that his tusks are still white, still short, still growing into what he will eventually become. Old enough to have decided that the distance between himself and the jeep was a problem worth addressing. This is not a charge. It is an announcement. Young bull elephants do this, test their own authority against whatever is nearby, measure the size of the world against the size of themselves. He raised dust with each step and held his ears like wings and for a moment the morning belonged entirely to him. He knew it. That was the thing. He absolutely knew it. Show more