Horseback safaris in the deep waters of Okavango Delta

“So how deep is this gonna get?” I worriedly asked the guide. The sounds of splashing of the water as horses enjoyed the swimming drowned out my voice and made it inaudible. The guide could not hear me but I did not want to shout out loud lest I startle the horse and it throws me in for a swim.

The horse I was riding, called Boy, was at that point neck deep in the water and we were not in the middle of the river yet. Boy was going in confidently and loving it while I was riding with bated breath wondering how deep would it get. I quietly thought, ‘am I going to drown my last camera after the other one became a lions snack? Why did I even sign for this?’