We spent four days in Gonarezhou, a place where I have never been. On the first day, we climbed into a baobab tree. We bathed in the river and I collected stones. Our tents were almost blown over in the night. On the second, we walked for three hours and I carried driftwood and feathers back. We were kept up in the night by lions and two giant eagle owls. On the third, we drove all day. The park was teeming with animals, all relieved because the first rains had just arrived. We camped in a dry river bed and listed to cicadas baying. On the fourth we drove through a palm forest and were trumpeted away by the mother of a baby elephant, just born. We got stuck in the sand crossing a river and were helped by the first people we had seen in days.