Leopards Hill bat caves

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This past week our neighbor from the US came out to see us in Zambia. In true Lanfer style we took her far down leopards hill road to see the famous Zambian bat caves. We asked the locals where the cave was expecting a big parking lot for what should have been a popular tourist attraction, but we were lead by the local children down a thin dirt road through a village until arriving at the side of a steep hill. They then lead us into the cave entrance where we were soon able to see thousands and thousands of bats all over the sealing and flying around us. I could not photograph the bats as much as I would have liked to but your can see some of the amazing cave. I have never see that many bats in one place, it was quite overwhelming, loud and dark. So after a while in the cave we headed out.




Some of us (Mommy) were not satisfied with the level of adventure so far so we decided to scale the mountain on top of the cave. It turns out that climbing that kind of a steep slope is no small task especially because we were all still weak from our bouts with typhoid fever. In the end it was more like rock climbing, but after so close calls we made it to the top of the hill and got some amazing views of the Zambian landscape.

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