Walks begin at first light, when mist is still lifting off the river and the air is cold enough for a jersey. The pace comes from the ground itself, from tracks in the sand and from whatever is standing at the treeline. Fish eagles call over the channels, and a hartebeest holds its distance at the woodland edge. Walks run for a few hours or most of a morning, depending on fitness and on what turns up. Afternoons pass in camp through the heat, then a drive or another walk until the light goes. Evenings are the fire, shoes off in the sand, and food cooked over coals.
The park operated as a hunting reserve for decades before its 2019 redesignation, and the animals still carry that wariness. Sable slip into the miombo rather than stand and look, and buffalo herds move off early. The antelope are the reason to come. Roan, sable and Lichtenstein’s hartebeest hold these floodplains, with topi and waterbuck on the open ground and lion and leopard working the same tracks. Charlie Ugalla suits guests who have already spent time in the well-known parks and are content to work harder for a sighting.
Fish eagles call over the channels, and a hartebeest holds its distance at the woodland edge.
Six guests is the ceiling for the whole camp, taken on an exclusive-use basis, so the party in camp is the party that made the booking. Meals come off the coals: one-pot stews, curries, bread baked in camp, eggs and plunge coffee at dawn, and a picnic carried on the longer days out. There is no Wi-Fi and no reliable phone signal, though a satellite phone is carried for emergencies. The minimum age is sixteen, which reflects both the walking itself and the fact that wild animals move through camp at night.
A camp working here for three months of the year puts vehicles, radios and eyes across ground that otherwise sees very few patrols, a meaningful presence in a park protected only since 2019. Nothing is built and nothing stays. The same small crew strikes the camp in October and rebuilds it in July, recruited and trained from the surrounding districts, and park fees pay for the protection this ground still needs. What is left is plain enough: canvas, a fire, an armed ranger, and a park of floodplain and palm forest to walk into.