08/08/2026
A typical day in the Zambeze Delta.
And somehow, there is no such thing as a typical day here.
The morning starts cold enough for layers, coffee and a fire. Then we climb into the safari truck, unplugged from the rest of the world, with no agenda other than finding animals.
And there is always something to find.
Herds of African antelope moving through the bush. Warthogs disappearing into the grass. The little moments and unexpected sightings that you would never notice if you weren't looking closely.
Elephants and lions can be harder to find in this vast wilderness, which makes seeing one feel even more special when you do.
But somewhere between the wildlife and the miles of untouched bush, the conversations change.
You talk about memories with your kids. You listen to your adult children laughing in the back of the truck.
You hear them say this is their favorite place in the world—and realize just how incredibly blessed you are to be here together.
By afternoon, the layers are gone and we're in shorts and short sleeves, watching the bush come alive in a completely different way.
Then the sun begins to set, the temperature drops, and we find ourselves gathered around the fire, talking long after dark.
This place is especially meaningful to me. My mom adored her time here. Through the Cabela Family Foundation, we have been fortunate to continue my parents' legacy through a collaboration with Zambeze Delta Safaris, supporting conservation projects that are helping repopulate this wilderness with lions and cheetahs.
So yes, we come for the wildlife. But Africa gives you something much bigger.
It reminds you how extraordinary this world is—and how very small you are within it.
It reminds you what matters —
Family. Time. Wild places. Being present.
Africa changes you. And maybe that's why, every time I leave, a part of me is already wondering when I can come back.
