Little Vumbura camp is about 5 minutes flight by light aircraft from Duba Plains Camp.
But, it takes about 20 minutes to drive from the airstrip to the boat station and from there reach camp’s landing pier surrounded by papyrus in only 10 minutes.
Through the reed bed and reach the main lodge.
The camp has just six tented guest room with large verandah and each room is large and roomy and has en-suite facilities which are feminality.
The number of our room was “6” and it is in the most remote part of the camp.
It takes about 10 minutes to walk from main lodge, but instead this room is the quietest and on top of that, it has not only two showers but also an open-air bathtub.
We could have soaked and viewed the swamp where many birds flitting about if feel like it.
It was on the second night that at first a scared but at last amazing event occurred.
At the onset of sleep, I woke up at the noise of wire-brushing the mesh tent screens and plucking a clump of grasses.
It’s from up close.
All the room walls have been made of just canvas with insert of insect mesh.
I was stuck in my bed.
I was stuck in my bed.
Suddenly, I heard a ka-boom and at that moment, our tent shook as if a near-field earthquake came.
I rushed off where the sound came from and opened the heavy curtains….
There was the big rump of an elephant.
Because she was absorbed in eating, she did not see the fence in front of her face and bumped her head against it.
She was trying to scuttle away, but she was struggling because her course was muddy upslope and was obstructed by an inclined tree.
My husband who finally woke at this accident was coming up and looking over my shoulder out of mesh screens while I was unaware.
We watched her struggle with bated breath together.
We watched her struggle with bated breath together.
At last, she tore up the tree and disappeared into the night.
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