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| This is a shot from our flatboat the next morning, as we head through the narrow paths carved among the reeds. This was the last day of the year that anyone would get to go out here, since the water was down to a couple inches in some spots. And hiding among these reeds is the shy and very rare sitatunga antelope, which we _almost_ saw (we saw one just darting away). That would have been quite lucky; people spend months fruitlessly trying to find a sitatunga. | |
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