No more space left for Botswana's giants

Let me start with a disclosure. I love elephants. Ke motloung – that means it is my tribe’s spiritual animal and a totem too. As a custom, I am not supposed to kill it. I have gone out to learn about this animal that I was taught to venerate.

That is why an elephant is the central figure in the cover of my first book, Botswana’s Top 50 Ultimate Experiences, and even on my Facebook profile cover there is a picture of seven elephants marching single file in Pandamatenga. I have touched an elephant, stroked it and felt its coarse skin texture. I have walked with elephants in crocodile and hippo-infested waters of the mighty Okavango Delta. I have also rode on it and I have even transgressed our tribe’s beliefs and tasted its meat.