A storm chased us as we drove up to our camp site in the Nxai Pans in Botswana. The heavens opened up as soon as we arrived. The drive across the pans was muddy to the say the least as we kicked up a combination of mud, algae and salt while traversing the pans. Rain in these parts was not exactly what we had expected. We had spent the previous 8 days in the Okavango Delta right along the water most of the time where the rainy season had begun and rains fell daily. Driving more than 100km south to the plains and pans we expected a much dryer climate as we were getting closer to the Kalahari desert. The storm told a different story as it dumped on us for more than a hour.
The clouds and rain broke for only a moment but my camping partner Eli and I found ourselves immediately scrambling for cameras and running to the pans from our truck. The clouds were breaking just to the west as the sun was setting. Also moving from the west was another epic storm cloud. We only had a few muddy minutes to grab some photos. The beauty of this place was amazing and our photos only tell part of the story. It was one of the most beautiful natural scenes either one of had experienced and we were left speechless as the sun died and rain began to fall.
Until next time Botswana.